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Ugh, I should have gone camping.

I miss Iliya. I hope he's being bitten by mosquitoes.

It's been very hard to endure this evening without my housemates' frowning faces.

What do you do with so few scowls around you?

Well, we have a quota to fill, here, you know, so I just spent more time grimacing in front of the mirror than usual to pick up the slack.

Sensible. I had to get twice and drunk and high to make up for all the missing Azurcrests.

Hah. Don't make me come and do a room check, now.

It's been quiet and the zoo would have been nice, I suppose.

Better than here, at least.

[Ursula]

The anonymous post was nothing but whining.

Ugh, yes. Prefect police state, Riley is an idiot, Casey is an idiot, etc. We might as well start a new set of bingo cards.

It's so easy to stay out of the way of the prefects, and it's always the same complaints over and over again. Boring.

Are we reaching anonymous fatigue or are people genuinely getting dull?

Exactly. And yet it hardly sounds like any of our friends.

Maybe a little of both? Cameron's birthday party was more interesting than anything said on the anonymous post. Pulling the pigtails of all our ironclad lovebirds may have been amusing once or twice, but it's becoming increasingly difficult to get a rise out of anyone that doesn't then immediately explode into some sort of bile. It's rather tiresome.