[ This was the worst time possible for this conjoined dorms thing. Sollux simply laid in his bed, throwing a small plastic rubber ball up and down slowly, trying not to attract much attention. He was torn between feeling awful for that journal entry and thinking everyone was just being touchy because of an expression. Even so, he avoided contact with pretty much anyone because it probably wouldn't be long until someone filled up with self righteous fury would want to punch him in the face. ]
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