Fifth floor common room, after afternoon workshops

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia sat curled up on the middle of the couch, watching a rerun of an older episode of AKA (the one where Perth finds out she's actually been sleeping with the evil twin of her best friend, because Frenchie doesn't like figgy pudding!) with her arms crossed on her knees and her chin resting on her forearms.

She'd gotten detention, and her roommate had apparently gone completely off his rocker. And it started out as such a good day, too.

[ooc: open, of course. Most especially if you happen to be doing a day of Dada. . . .]