Second Floor Common Room, Monday Morning

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie was pretty sure there had been sofas in the common room when she'd come in a few times over the weekend. Normal, common room-y sofas. She was pretty sure.

Right now, though? Nests. Just nests. This was probably part of that oh-so-wacky Fandom weirdness that she'd been hearing about, right?

So far, it wasn't really impressing her. It was more of an inconvenience than anything. Still, she went about making her oatmeal, and thanked whatever higher power happened to be at work on the island that a table and a few chairs had been spared from whatever this nest thing was supposed to be about.

She leafed through some random magazine while she had breakfast, and hoped nothing important had suffered from a transformation.

[ooc: Open like a common room! A common room with nests!]

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[cursedconman.livejournal.com]

"I don't think you'd have a choice in the matter," he said. "If that's what the island wants you to be, that's what's gonna happen."

[whenshewasnice]

"Well, it's good you weren't my assigned sibling," Natalie drawled. "Not big on being reassuring, are you?"

[cursedconman.livejournal.com]

"Reassurance, like entertainment, is something I have to be paid for," Cassel told her. "It's a rough economy, have to make money somehow."

[whenshewasnice]

"I see," Natalie replied, sort of amused. "Well, I'm a broke student who just moved to an entirely different country, and my dollar is worth less than yours, so I guess I'm gonna have to turn elsewhere for my entertainment and reassurance."