Room 312, late Sunday morning

[blondecanary]

So, there had been invasions, yay, and clean-ups, and then yesterday there had been-- stuff. And then a lot a lot of drinking, and somehow Dinah and Griff got back to the dorms. By teleporting.

If she remembered that right.

Anyway. Now there was lying on the bed, feeling uuugh, drinking lots of water and hoping to be totally recovered by Fight Club tonight.

[ooc: will be a linkdrop; open]