The word of his party in the hallways made Raimund worry about the size of his dorm, as he stared into the room that was even tinier than he remembered. In hindsight Rai should've asked Jorah to help him move the furniture, as he sat down on his bed in front of the entrance of his now mostly empty dorm to catch his breath. Save for his night stand and the carpet, all of his belongings were arranged into a makeshift porch. Rai shivered to think what certain Blue Lions, should they attend, think of this set up. On the other hand, imagining some of his… Stiffer classmates, dancing to one of Jorah’s sailor shanties under the moonlight made him snicker. 

As his heart rate slowed down and the evening breeze swept through his hair, Rai noticed the dining hall gradually emptying out by the students returning to their dorms and the staff to their quarters. He brushed a lock out of his face and pushed himself up. It wouldn’t do to receive any of the guests while seated, after all.