Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

[sakuracchyan]

Sakura had a notebook, a pouch full of multi-coloured pens, and a pair of headphones in her ears. She was curled up, taking up about two thirds of a single couch cushion, scribbling furiously in said notebook. Her lips were moving every now and again; apparently singing along with her music.

[[It's a common room, I can't keep anybody else out. Open with a capital O.]]