Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday morning

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Yesterday had been extremely trying and that was before Paris had moved into a room with the...shark guy.

And to think until this weekend, she'd thought the weirdest person she'd ever met had been Brad Langford--a kid so weak he'd transferred from Chilton to escape her.

But Paris was nothing if not adaptable she lied to herself! So here she was, in front of the television, yelling at the Sunday morning political talk shows, just like this was any other Sunday and not a weekend where she'd seen multiple people with green skin.

[OOC: Oh so open.]