Room 313, Thursday afternoon and on

After classes, Jaina headed back up to her room and started trying to do that thing called cleaning her side of the room.

Pretty quickly, it turned into sitting on the floor, surrounded with small tins and crates, resorting all the spare parts she'd collected in preparation to take them down to the garage so she could work with them there. It was a kind of cleaning, really. Or it would be once she was done.


[For one in particular, but open. And SP till I get home from work.]