Early enough in the morning that normal people would glare and throw a pillow at Francine if she wasn't polite enough to be quiet about getting up and out of the dorms, posters began appearing, first in the dorm building, then around town.
One might or might not run into a rather smiley, chipper girl putting them up and humming June is Bustin' Out All Over in between deep breaths of the flower-scented air.
[OOC: Establishy but open for reactions. Or if you'd like to run into Francine putting them up, sure. Just make it clear in narrative or an ooc note, if so!]