Biabin was terribly bored, and very upset. Walking about the room she heaved a sigh flicking one of the copper bed warmers on the wall. She missed her aunt and uncle, missed running around outside at all hours of day or night (without their knowledge of course), and she missed being at home in her own bed. She was beginning to get sad again, she didn't like it when she got sad but at least at home she could wait until they were asleep and have herself a good cry. Here she felt like too many people were watching her, so she was happy, all the time. It's not that she normally wasn't, on the contrary she was the happiest person she knew. Last night, however she'd had the beginnings of a nightmare, luckily though she managed to wake up in time but it still left it's mark and now she thought about him, and it scared her.

She flopped backwards onto a bed oblivious of whose it was. She needed to go and do something! She also needed a friend. Maybe, she thought the wheels in her head turning if she had a friend the two of them could sneak out together and do a little exploring, she liked that idea, she liked it very much!

Jamie sat in the back of the library, in an isle that would aid her with her homework. She had countless books piled around her, with parchment and an ink-pot to accompany the rest of the space. Her quill was poised above the parchment as Jamie tried to turn her thoughts into words that would be able to be read. She scribbled down some random writing, but stopped once more and stared at the page before she began to write once more. She looked at the books around her on occasion for references, before she finally slammed the book she was reading from shut and measured her parchment. She only needed 10 inches, and yet she had 15. That had to count for something, she thought to herself. She began to move around the aisles and slide everything back into place. She rolled up her parchment and packed everything up. With her bag over her shoulder, she walked along in high spirits to the common room.

She sighed and tapped each keg in the right order, and was pleased as they slid away to reveal the hole that you crawl through. She got down on hands and knees and crawled along as the kegs slid back into place and the wall shut behind her. She emerged into the lovely and warm common room that she had slowly become accustomed too - though she loved her own home better. She stood up, brushed off her clothes and walked up to the dorm where she saw Biabin. She blinked as she realised the girl was on her bed. She didn't look very happy. "Um, are you okay?" Jamie asked as she walked to the trunk at the end of her bed and put her stuff away.