Room 202, Mid-Afternoon

[death_of_hope]

So the new girl hadn't shown up at the picnic.  Whatever.  It just meant she had her double as a single for another semester.

Anemone was currently sprawled out on her floor, music blasting and paper everywhere as she played with the new art supplies she'd gotten for New Year's while she'd been home.

[open, yo!  Come chill with the ladies of 202!]