Things were getting… uncomfortable, for Nahbi. Somehow everything had become drenched in subtext, and the sexual tension in the room had become so thick, it was difficult to walk through it all. 

"Right so… I'm gonna go over _there_, then," she said, pointing at an uninhabited part of the room. She didn't know why she'd announced it, though. She doubted anyone was paying attention to her anymore. With that, Nahbi scurried back to her locker, hiding inside of it to change into some sleep clothes. She grabbed her blanket, pillow, and precious stuffed butterfly doll, and made her way to the spot, ready to sleep.