Who knew all this prefect-ing could be so draining?

Once she had finished off helping the last few first years with their dormitories and all that, Vivian dragged herself along the corridor towards her own dorm to just crash forever... if possible. She wasn't sure if she should feel pity for all the older students who dealt with her as an eleven year and, yes, firstie Vivian was also that energetic. The prefects before her deserved all the praise for having to handle her. Perhaps, this was how they felt after directing first years on what and where to go. Tired, exhausted, needed about a week's worth of sleep. Dramatic Fairfield was dramatic.

The blond pushed the door open and rubbed her eye as she entered, immediately spotting Sky. "Hey!" Vivian offered a tired smile towards her bestie as she flopped on her own bed, laying like a starfish in her sea of blankets. "It wasn't in the job description to be this tired, y'know?" She wasn't complaining, but Vivian was just overwhelmed. But well, it had only been the first day of prefect duties and a whoooole lot more to come. She'd get used to it, hopefully.