Nim was rushing to Quillan's dorm with a stack of bags in her hands. She was still dressed in her usual, casual clothes, but if one looked hard enough it was easy to spot a black dress bag among her pile of treasures.
Cirrus followed behind her more sedately, but he had a little back up bag strapped to his back. Never let it be said that he didn't help out.
With her hands full she couldn't knock, so she kicked lightly at his door with her sneakers. "Open up Quillan! We gotta get ready!"
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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