Third floor corridor, mid-morning

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Ivanova rolled over, awake the moment she saw the still-sleeping figure on the other side of the room. With a silent snarl she rolled to her feet and dressed quickly and silently, twitching her covers into some semblance of order before slipping out of the room. Once in the hallway, she considered her next move. The school wouldn't be open, she would think, and living in town hadn't given her much chance to meet people outside of her classes, so she decided to explore. Maybe find a kitchen of some sort. Preferably one with a coffee maker.

Mmm, coffee. Maybe she'd head into town and buy coffee. Or a coffeemaker. And chocolate. Once you've had Wonka's, you never go back. The stuff she found in the Zokolo just hadn't been the same.

[[Come and say hi. Or direct our girl in the direction of coffee.]]

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[sensethevisions]

Phoebe was muttering and literally shaking with rage when she spotted Ivanova. She did her best to calm down and then smiled. "Looking for Coffee?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Was it the bleary eyes, the early hour, or the uncoordinated shambling that gave me away?" she replied wryly, and then squinted squinty morning eyes even more. "Hey, are you okay?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe smiled faintly. "I could use some myself." She sighed. "Men can be so damn stupid."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Ah, so it's that kind of not-okay," Ivanova said, nodding. "Coffee. Definitely. And then you can tell me all about it. Do the dorms have a kitchen or anything, or is it time to head into town?"