Fifth floor common room, Thursday afternoon
Nadia is still on the couch, presumably, since there's still a mound of kittens there, and the TV is still on, and she hasn't been seen anywhere else.
The mound of kittens appears to be sleeping. Which would be what the teenaged girl beneath them is doing, too. One teenaged girl hand dangles over the edge of the couch. One lone black kitten lay on its back on the floor, batting at her fingers.
It caught one, was confused, then bit down.
A muffled "ow," could be heard.
The black kitten started cleaning the finger.
[ooc: open. She's likely to be on that couch all day.]
The mound of kittens appears to be sleeping. Which would be what the teenaged girl beneath them is doing, too. One teenaged girl hand dangles over the edge of the couch. One lone black kitten lay on its back on the floor, batting at her fingers.
It caught one, was confused, then bit down.
A muffled "ow," could be heard.
The black kitten started cleaning the finger.
[ooc: open. She's likely to be on that couch all day.]