Library, Friday

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For as much as she complained about the cold, Buffy was beyond happy to look out her window this morning and see snow. It was just so pretty, and she didn't get to see a lot of it that wasn't even manufactured, or on TV. And the TV snow was bubbles anyway. Yeah, that's right. Bubbles.

And then by the time she got to the library, her hair coated in powdered sugar, she kind of thought maybe they were on to something with the bubbles.

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First period

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Buffy was at the desk, trying to brush powdered sugar out of her hair. This was harder than you'd think.

Second period

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And she had to wear black, too. Now she looked like she had dandruff. Dandruff that streaked weird on her clothes.

Third period

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Now she was getting around to doing actual work. She was waiting for the troll to do the actual janitorial duty of sweeping up all the powdered sugar on the floor, though.

Lunch

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Buffy wasn't here. Buffy went back to the dorms to change.

Fourth period

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Returning in white, she felt much better to go about the rest of her day. Thusly, she was sitting at the computer and E-mail spamming Willow.

Fifth period

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Having skipped an actual lunch, Buffy was starting to crave crepes. Hmm.

OOC

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It's true about the bubbles, you know. Look for it next time.

Also, it stings like a bitch when the fans blow it into your eye.