Fifth Floor Common Room, Late Saturday Afternoon

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Anders had just barely dragged himself out of bed, showered, and gone out in search for food after . . . well, a very nice night. He didn't make it very far, though, as evidenced by the fact that he was now sprawled out on the couch in the common room, a dopey grin on his face and no small number of bruises -- ahem -- on his neck and arms that hadn't been there the day before.

Food could wait. For now, there was just going to be happy, lazy lounging around.

[OOC: Open common room post is open.]