In the third floor common room

Rory flops on the couch with her journal and a copy of Emma.

Why do I spend all my nights here? I should be out...sowing wild oats or something, she thinks to herself, frowning before picking up her journal.

She doesn't even glance up at the TV before immersing herself in her writing, and then her book.



[ooc: Bored? Me? Never!]

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