Second Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Sunday | December 19

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Alex had wanted to hit the roof and have a few cigarettes but he'd immediately scrapped those plans when he'd looked outside and saw what was falling from the fucking sky. That was just disgusting. Of course, retreating to the common room meant he couldn't smoke which sucked (see how polite he was?) but he'd make due.

With the holidays approaching quickly, Alex's mood had been fairly level. He hadn't hit a depressive funk and he hadn't felt all that angry. Sure, his mood wasn't all that good but it wasn't terrible. Considering everything he was dealing with, he thought that was pretty good.

He figured the dorms would be pretty quiet next week so Alex was sprawled on the couch, completely laid out, while half watching a movie and half thinking of what he might do for Christmas.

Maybe he'd spend it in a strip joint. It would be festive enough.

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