Fourth Floor Common Room, Mid-Afternoon, Sunday

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Not such a strange occurance in these past few days, Sakurazaki had slept in very late. She was still groggy when she woke up, but at least her shoulders weren't hurting her anymore. Sundays were meant to be lazy, anyway, so she went ahead and wore her hamaka and robes today, shuffling over to the common room because she was getting a little sick of being in the room and she didn't want to go outside. She packed a few things in her sachel to keep her occupied (she wasn't really one to watch television): a notebook, a pen, her English dictionary, and one of the many, many untouched Edo romance novels she'd brought with her.

Reaching the common room, she gave it her first approving look, was a little disappointed that no one was there, and then curled up in the corner with the book.

[[OOC: Open~ natch. wastin' a few hours before work.]]

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[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

[[Totally cool as I go and read up on your fandom so I know why she's flipping out! *trips off*]]

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

[[*laughs* i think it could just be summed up as social anxiety disorder, but we'll get to that later; I'm gonna be late! ^_~ See ya in a few eight miserable hours...yar, work]]