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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Not yet? Sakurazaki's eyes grow slightly wide for a second, wondering when the time will come when Jude might try to make her learn how to skateboard.

"Yes, I do have roommate, and I do like her, very much," she responds with a smile. "I havent' seen much of her, but she's very nice. She reminds me of Ojou-sama." Sakurazaki remembers those slippers all too well. "Perhaps a little too much, but it helps that she's got very blonde hair to help distinguish the two."

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Jude grinned. "That's great, bra. But hey, if you ever need to escape you know where to find me. We can break ourselves out of here and hit the town."

Angling to spend more time with her? Jude? Naaaaaaah. Nope. Surely you jest.

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"Actually..." she says after a soft smile and a realization. "I don't think I do know where to find you. Which room are you in? I know I visited you yesterday, but I paid absolutely no attention to which room it was. I was just following the sounds of zombies."

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"407, bra," Jude replied, holding up the appropriate number of fingers in sequence. "Like the highway." Which is how he always remembered it.

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"I'm not familiar with the highway," she says with a laugh, "but I think I can do all right without the reminded. 407." She nods her head. "Got it."

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"Good." Jude smiled mellowly and then ran out of things to say. So he just kept on smiling in what he hoped would come off as sweet rather than creepy.

[[Bed soon for me. Ugh.]]

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She smiles back, at first, but then, slowly realizes how awkward just sitting there smiling at someone seems, even if it does seem to be the most appropriate and fitting thing to do. Besides, she should go do, um...stuff. Training, or....something.

"I wonder what time it is," she says, searching the common room under the assumption that there should be a clock in a common room, but, even if there was a clock, she wasn't really going to look at it. "I only really intended to be here for a while, reading til the mail came. I'm kind of expecting something from my sensei back in Japan. Even in a different country, he still wants me to do homework. It's probably here by now..."

Hoping it wouldn't be too rude, Sakurazaki gathers her stuff into her bag and stands. She smiles down on Jude. "It was really nice talking to you, Jude. I apologize for getting so worked up. Letting out...really helps." She sighs there, a happy, wistful one.

[[OOC: No problem; should probaby wrap the past up anyway. :) ]]