[it’s late. Like, really late. Like, almost dawn late, like morning-of-that-term-paper’s-due-date late. Everyone sensible should be in bed, especially on a cold, snowy night like this.]

[Felicia’s counting on that, which is why she’s chosen this hour to head out to do something important and likely illegal—but those two things often go hand-in-hand, don’t they? Despite the faintest stirrings of guilt, she slips into the Education Center as silent as a shadow—and a very weirdly-shaped shadow, at that—to get this over with.]

[OOC: so Felicia is stealing a computer from the education center. She won’t touch anything but the one desktop computer, which she’ll be sneaking back to the shelter with in a duffel bag. Feel free to catch her before or after she pulls off her heist, out in the open or in the shelter. Goodness, why aren’t you asleep?]

What do you all do for fun? You know, games, hobbies, anything.

I need new things to do.

[Sighs.]

Why doesn't anyone ever bring in a little anarchy around here anymore?