Boredom Buster (open)

Natsumi had had a very long run. Running was cool and healthy and all, but lounging about was just as cool and healthy. So, after her rather boring and uneventful time, she went to the Student Lounge because she wasn't going to learn anything just sitting around, internet and book-less. The library was not as fun, and besides, Google knew everything. Most of the computers were free, but she decided to sit next to a girl with dirty blonde hair. Typing in 'Human Muscles in Japanese', she searched it up, finding her home language easier to read than English. Glancing at the girl's screen, she saw Pokémon. Also Japanese. Some people had taste, she thought, as the page she needed opened.

"At least you've never wrote an essay in the wrong language," she sighed. "I'm Natsumi. Some people call me Nat," she offered her hand, deciding that politeness was key to making friends. She recognised the girl, Vada, from corridors, but hadn't had much time to talk. Busy, busy, busy, as she said. There was running, roommates, sports, family, and, the very obvious, class. Most of her time was taken over by class or class-related topics. Such as, revision. Her free hand was not really free, staying at it's post, resting with a firm grip on the mouse. Not too firm, though. Didn't want to break the thing. That would be embarrassing.

((It's no problem.))

A problem everyone had was envying strangers.
Victor was sitting in a chair near the two College students, and was watching the Lets Play on one of the girls computers. He didn't mean to listen in, it was just a thing he does accidentally.
Right now, he was jealous, as two strangers had just randomly started up a conversation without any prompts. He could barely hold a sentence with unfamiliar people.

"How do people do that?" he mumbled to himself, and opening his textbook, went back to rationalising supernatural theory. It was difficult, but at least he won't forget it.