Kathleen Yang was just so so so so so so so so so tired. this was JARVEY year and even though she'd been distracted from that the moment they landed in Limey-land, she'd been cruelly reminded again and again but the course work set by the professors (we're looking at you Williams).

she kicked off her boots and flopped dramatically on her bunk bed, a lifeless wave was sent towards Irene and Madelyn. "Hiiiiiieeeeee." she droned, her greeting only a little muffled by the pillow. Merlin's pants, she didn't even think she could get to any actual writing today.

"cocoa??" she said, raising up on her elbows. "Can I have some? Pleaseeeeee?" the Korean-American whined at her fellow Ilvermornies.