Room 227, Friday Morning

Natalie barely ever slept in. This morning, though, she'd been up bright and early because she'd slept not all that great. Some nights were worse than others, and this one had fallen at the worse end of the scale, no contest. Her brain was her enemy sometimes. That was the only good explanation she had for waking up feeling utterly alone. But like always, she'd gotten up and shaken off the pointless sorrow (well, most of it), made her bed, fed her cat, taken a quick shower. And then she got to rearranging some of the stuff in her room.

But by now, though, she was finished. She hadn't done much: it really boiled down to just having moved her keyboard to a better spot, and putting all of Moxy's stuff in one corner because really, she could afford to give up the space. The rest... Well. Jace had done a nice job when he'd rearranged her room without asking, and she didn't want to mess with that too much. But she'd still needed to change something right now, and it had given her a great excuse to stuff the box with Sam's stuff in it even further into her closet.

And now she was going to sit on her bed and try to concentrate on her homework before she'd have to go to class.

[ooc: Mainly for one, but open to other visits and whathaveyou as well!]