2nd Floor Common Room; Wednesday Afternoon

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It continued to be weird to not have to go to class every single day but Travis couldn't deny that it was pretty sweet. It gave him time to sleep in and skateboard and do what he was doing right now: sitting on the common room couch and reading a few letters his mother had sent from home.

More fan mail or hate mail. It really depended on the person. Lawrence told him he was still getting the mail but they were dying off so Travis just kept hoping for that. He didn't even know why he was reading these now but apparently, he'd woken up in a good mood.

Of course, the letter calling him an abomination and saying he should back to where he came didn't help much but Travis just sighed and tossed it back into the pile. He left the stack of letters there for the moment while he picked up the remote and turned on the television.

Maybe he'd get up and go get some food. Or maybe he'd stick to the couch and watch horrible sitcoms and the dramas his parents watched when they were young.

Who didn't like Matlock, right?

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