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It's the Saturday before classes start. Ellie has been driving all day, but it's worth it for an entire three months out of the house. And she even drew a single in the dorm lottery, so there's that. It's tiny, but she doesn't have to share.
Suitcases on the bed, she starts unpacking into the dresser that lives underneath. Tops here, pants there, hanging things in the closet. Computer can go on the desk, and then notebooks into the drawers.
"The devil, as they say, is in the details. But my ceiling for deadly has recently gotten quite a bit higher, so."
Cute cute cute cute cute -
Ruby possibly spends too much time as a cat because not headbutting Ellie then flopping on her is currently really hard.
...Eh, professor's just reading the syllabus...
"You're a horrible influence," she says, sticking her tongue out.
She doesn't go far - just to a nice grassy hill - before flopping and rolling onto her back.
Heeee.
She scritches more, leaning into Ellie a bit and, apparently, purring herself.
Ruby doesn't seem to get tired easily, either, relaxing and smiling as she continues petting Ellie.
(...She will refrain from the 'who's a good kitty' routine. For now.)
(...Maybe they can discuss pet names and such later.)
After about twenty minutes more, Ellie stands and stretches.
"Let's do some magic," she says.
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