Fourth Floor Common Room; Thursday Evening.

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A.J. was having one of those days again, where he had a ton of creative energy coursing through him, but wasn't exactly sure how to release it. He tried working on plans for his room in his room, but it was too quiet. It was a social kind of energy. So he moved into the common room on his floor, flopped comfortably on the couch with his sketchpad, and started sketching, hoping some people might drop in to keep him company while he drew. Sometimes, the best pictures came out that way.

He thought that, if he wanted people to come be social, he should be making food. But then he remembered that probably no one really wanted that. He could make a pretty mean bowl of Ramen, though...


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