Help Needed: How does one have fun? (Tag Sorrie +?)
by Stephen Baxter
Dumping his books on his bed in a heap, Stephen stood there a moment before pulling a face and heading for the door. There had been more than enough studying for the time. If he spent much more time in the library, or here in his dorm reading he'd go mad. It wasn't quite a mad dash to escape to the common room, but it wasn't far off it.
From the top of the stairs he spotted a couple of his friends towards the centre of the room. He was about to just head down the stairs when he changed his mind suddenly. Instead, he headed to the other corridor, speeding up as he approached the entrance. As he passed through he disappeared.
Thump. "Oomph."
Stephen picked himself up off the ground, rubbing one elbow and grinning in an only slightly rueful way. "It has been way too long since I've done that," he said, as he dropped down onto the sofa beside Sorrel. His hand left his elbow and drifted up to help his hair look properly dishevelled. "Way too long. What're you guys up to? I need someone to save me from the menace that is books. And possibly lessons. And RATS prep homework. I honestly think I may have forgotten what fun is."
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