Door's not sitting in the window tonight, though she's got it open, and every so often she glances that way. Instead she's perched at the foot of her bed, when she's not moving restlessly around the room.

Summer classes are over, new ones will be starting up soon, the awful headmistress-woman is gone. It's reason enough to be restless, she supposes, but Door's not so much excited about the new year of school tonight, as she is worried about the bird who hasn't flown back through that open window for a fortnight now - and what that might say about how things are back home.
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[OOC: for bridge_carson, but open for the roomie as well, if he'd like to jump in at any point. This is Door's second-to-last post before heading home - there'll be an open one tomorrow for anybody who'd like to say goodbye.]