Ice cream and searching for friends.

As Elena left Sunday shrugged. "Maybe." she said taking her tray up a bit after Elena had left. Sunday went back to her room and grabbed her other headphones. A pair of over the ear style so her wireless could charge, though she didn't change.

Walking up to the ice cream server. "Napoleon." she said straight faced "Do you mean Neapolitan?" she asked Sunday, to which she replied with a shrug. "I guess." the woman looked confused but severed her anyway, and Sunday took a seat away from people to eat her ice cream.

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Jocelyn eventually turned up at the rec room. Not getting any ice cream herself and started to look for faces she knew. But the place was swarming with people. Even a few of the jocks that'd given her weird looks earlier in the day.

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