This time, if someone were to peek over Door's shoulder, they'd see her finishing up ( the lamest linkdrop ever. )

They'd be especially bored, if they did, though.

Every so often she glances distrustfully at a row of socks tacked to the bulletin-board behind her desk with pencils. They're not moving, no, but they might.
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[OOC: Open like a not-closed item.]