Second Floor Common Room

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Alanna lay sprawled out in front of the TV, her eyes glazed over. Every few seconds, she changed the channel. Faithful was happily playing with one of his new presents by the couch, not bothering to talk to Alanna. A small pile of presents lay by the girl. She was hoping the people would stop by to claim them, if not, chucking them at their heads sounded like a good idea right now.

((Open to all, she has something for everyone.))