Liors wasn't asleep for long. Almost as quickly as she had fallen asleep, she was awake again, except now her, well, everything ached as she sat up. Guess that official breakfast wasn't happening, she'd packed some snacks anyway. After her incredibly quick nap, she felt more tired than before, groggily getting her feet and stretching. She was so tired, but if she went to sleep now her sleep schedule would be messed up. Or something.

She pulled a small box from her bags, this one filled with cookies and some other baked goods. Homemade, by Deirdre of course, if Liors had tried there wouldn't have been a home to bake in anymore. Next, her lyre and a thick ring binder stuffed full of paper. She winced at the sight. Maybe it was time to get a new one. Or maybe she could just throw out some of the sheets? No, not happening, never happening. It was a little difficult to carry all three, and she eventually settled for making herself a bag to carry her breakfast (if you could even call it that) and her binder. How she had missed being able to use magic just for the sake of it.

Peering out of her room, she saw every one of her roommates, Zane, Rhea and a tall, tall woman. Everyone here was tall, but this woman even more so. Her name - it began with an X, but she couldn't quite recall. She'd learn it later, when they had to make introductions. It wasn't a problem for now.

Liors shuffled out of her room, and made her way as inconspicuously as she could towards the door. Did she really have to choose the furthest room? [i][color=8882be]Don't talk to me. Please don't talk to me,[/color][/i] she repeated internally like a mantra, as if it would have any effect.