Room 409, Wednesday Afternoon

[inneedofcoffee]

Wednesday was a nice, relaxing day without any classes. This meant Maladicta was left with time on her hands. Which was a bad thing for a vampire. The ended up inventing more titles for themselves or starting a pin collection

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[thinkbetterofme]

Somehow Faramir had managed to tear himself away from the new books he had gotten from the library. It helped that finally the package he had asked his brother to send him, once he had found out about the present exchanging tradition, had arrived.

Eager to see Maladicta's reaction (and quite possibly curious himself), he took the package down with him. Hoping she would be there, he knocked on the door.

[inneedofcoffee]

"Its not locked," she called, staring her sheet of paper into submission.

[thinkbetterofme]

Faramir slipped inside the room, closing it instantly behind him before he looked over towards Maladicta. He instantly grew serious.

"Bad news?" he asked as he moved towards the desk.

[inneedofcoffee]

"Hmm?" Maladicta glanced up for a moment. "Oh, no. Someone suggested I try writing my comrades in arms."