Astrid's day had been quiet, but that was because she only had, like, one class and it was her witchcraft history class which was kind of a snorefest - even though Professor Elliot was pretty awesome, but it was hiistoryyyyyy and Astrid always did better with numbers and equations. Not dates and people.
As she made her way into the lounge, though, she paused as she saw preeeetty wiiiiings make their way in the room, and she just kind of watched as Nick plopped into a seat on the couch. She walked over and behind then couch, then sloooowly peered over him until she was looking down at him and upside down. "You look like crap on toast, dude."