No. Not worth the risk. But I'll still check...

You check the hall to make sure no one is around and go back to her room. You knock.

"Hey Shannon, I remember what I wanted to ask you. It's important."

You hear her groan through the door. After a few moments, she cracks open the door giving you a **** glare, she's dressed properly this time, with her usual frumpy sweater but her tits... are huge! "What? It better be important."

You resist staring, fumbling for some bit of useless information. You mention something about loud music a few doors down... anything to make her not suspect anything.

Your phone rings, you clap your hand over it, out of habit. "Oh! I need to take this. I-I hope that helps."

Shannon shrugs. "It does... I guess." She closes the door.

You pick up. "Terry? What's up?" You duck into your room.

"Hey man, you got the text right?"

"Yeah. I got the text."

"Cool. So you're going right?"

"Probably. I dunno."

You pause to consider the notebook. Telling Terry about it might give you a partner in crime... it comes with pluses along with the risk.