Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Morning [01/23].

[outofthequiver]

Even though things seemed like they might be improving between Libby and her roommate after last weekend, she still liked to give Vi her space, and, by now, Libby was just used to spending most of her time, albeit handwavily, in the common rooms or elsewhere. She was definitely starting to feel the ache of homesickness, though, and so she figured she might take care of some of that by writing some letters to send off, trying her best to detail things for her mother, for her siblings, for Zo (who would no doubt tease her a little for writing a letter when she could just text or call, but Libby knew she would appreciate the quaintness of it all the same) without ending up with whole novels for them to read.

There was a lot to be said, though! So she made herself a mug of hot chocolate, since it just seemed to really complete the whole experience, sat down at the table with a notebook and a ready pen, and got to recounting how her first month here in the outside world seemed to be shaping up for her, with the copy of the book she was reading for her books and movie class on hand, as well, because she figured, when she finished with the letters, she would go ahead and get started on that second read-through of it, since she'd pretty much already devoured it at least one.

[[ open common room is open for some lazy Sunday SP! ]]

Comments

[notanaxemurderer]

Kiem was looking for breakfast, specifically cereals and a cup of coffee.

"Hi! Morning!" he greeted Libby. "Are you writing with a pen? I'm terrible at that."

[giveittoyoursister]

The thing with giving Vi her space was that too much space made the room feel like a cell, and spending time in the gym only complicated those feelings. Also a girl got hungry.

Since as far as Vi was concerned hunger beat out awkwardness, she was currently raiding the fridge, only doing the most cursory check for labels as she pulled things out. "Hey, Libs, you eaten?"

[furrybluefreak]

Kurt had wandered into the common room looking for something to do since it was far too cold and nasty to do much outdoors. He paused when he saw Libby at the table. He remembered how awkward and ridiculous he had been acting the last time they had ran into each other the other day at the clinic. For a split second he considered trying to back up and leave before she noticed him but knew he did owe her an apology.

"Hey Libby..." he said somewhat timidly as he walked in. "How... ummm.... I just wanted to say sorry... for the other day. It was a strange day all around I think."