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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4612100" data-attributes="member: 79171">Clover stirred from slumber at her name being said, and slowly and groggily leaned over the bed to look down onto the floor. Ruby was already sitting there, holding Icarus like a white, fuzzy baby. Koln sat next to her, deep in conversation with Icarus himself. Clover smiled, listening to Koln speaking to her rabbit like an intellectual. Then, she stretched and stared at the ceiling, allowing her eyes to wander. Outside of the shades, she could just see the orange sky fading into purple: a sign of the setting sun. It was five-thirty. And even though it would have been detrimental to be awake during the hours of the sun... well... Clover felt as though she hadn't been very productive. There still seemed like so much to do:1) Find Suzie (or at least find out if she was still alive and well)2) Buy clothing. And Koln had mentioned something about weapons, too, though she wasn't sure if she wanted something like that charged to her card3) Figure out what happened to her dorm room4) Study for tomorrow's biology examClover sat there for a moment, examining her list. Then, she suddenly sat up as though she had been stung, mometarily frightening her rather calm companions. She cursed, loudly, then buried her head in her hands, mumbling, "Damnit. What am I supposed to do about class tomorrow? I have a biology exam at 10 and then business 101 with Professor Jones at 2. Well, I suppose he might let me off the hook. But, honestly! I've never missed a class in my entire life. And this exam is worth 20% of our grade!"She groaned--rather over-dramatically--and buried her head further into her hands, trying to think. After all, in the grand scheme of things, what with the vampire fiasco and all... well, she knew that she had bigger fish to fry, so to speak. But still, when it all came down to Clover's sense of self, she felt disgusted, "Damn. What's the point of existing if my grades aren't perfect?"Just then, she heard the door knob begin to turn and, in yet another jumping moment, she remembered that there was an even more immediate problem, 'Mindy!'</blockquote>

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