Sunday Eveningish
Sakura trudged back into her second floor dorm room, ignoring the absolute buzz of oddity floating around the school. Something wasn't quite right, but at the moment she was entirely too exhausted to really care.
She fumbled with her key for a moment and then bumped the door open with her hip, promptly dropping her two bags in the middle of the floor and flopping face-down onto the bed.
She didn't bother to close the door.
[OOC: Omg I live. Kinda. Sorta. Maybe. Poke at will, and someone please smack me across the face repeatedly if I neglect to get her to classes this week? ♥]
She fumbled with her key for a moment and then bumped the door open with her hip, promptly dropping her two bags in the middle of the floor and flopping face-down onto the bed.
She didn't bother to close the door.
[OOC: Omg I live. Kinda. Sorta. Maybe. Poke at will, and someone please smack me across the face repeatedly if I neglect to get her to classes this week? ♥]