Fifth Floor Common Room, Very Late Tuesday Night

[findingelena]

Elena was restless, and so Elena was crashing on the couch in her PJs, flipping through channels and wishing something was on. Infomercial, infomercial, crappy movie that no one in their right mind would watch, black-and-white reruns, infomercial ...

Oooh, game show network. Watching people be stupid: that was entertaining. Now she just needed popcorn.

(OOC: open!)