Wednesday, Room 406, after classes

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But, you know, a little more after classes than that other after classes over in Janet's room.

Today the Music of Pain was Ray Stevens. Who was allegedly non-depressing, and only sometimes country, and fell under the MoP umbrella only because this was Beside Myself, which had 1.5 decent songs on it, and neither of them was Butterfly Inside A Coupe DeVille which was currently playing because Xander couldn't be assed to get up and hit skip.

{Locked to zie roommate, ohyes. Contents of discussion NFB; any sudden and moody departures -- *whistles* -- fair game.}

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Sometime in the middle of the night...

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Xander quietly came back from the Perk. Where else was he going to sleep, after all? Common rooms and stairwells not the brightest choice, despite having previously survived same, and he really didn't know anybody here well enough to bug them for crash space when it wasn't a party where half the guests ended up sleeping on the floor.

He made sure the light was out, though, before he opened the door, set his laptop on the desk, and slid into bed in the dark.

Sleep, despite how long the week evening had been, kind of took its own sweet time showing up, though.