Jez would probably have been more comfortable staying in her room instead of socializing, but her conscience had been nagging her about "meeting other students" and "not being so anti-social". Stupid conscience. But at the very least she might get a few hits on her Streetpass. She had her hands shoved in the pockets of a plain-looking zip-up grey hoodie, a
busy-looking little yellow dog peeking out on her t-shirt.
Oh gosh, I'm too early. If there were more people here I could just slip in but now I have to say hello and all that stuff and that's always so awkward maybe I can leave and come back later no I think that girl saw me no don't look down there's nothing on the floor you're just going to make things worse.