Who: Tracey Davis & Open What: Pretending to care When: Tuesday evening Where: Leaving the Great Hall complete//Open
Tracey was on her own. She wasn't squeezed up in a gaggle of girls, chatting and playing with her hair, she was shuffling out of the Great Hall on her own. Sh brushed off her sweater from some lint it had attracted before stuffing her hands deep into her pocket. She had time to kill before arriving in her dorm. She had contemplating going to the library to look around a bit. Perhaps, Tracey thought, she could find a book that would keep her busy through out most of the holidays?