Tease her. Not like you'll ever get a chance like this again.

You clear your throat. "I guess that's why you always wear bulky sweaters, huh?"

"Very funny, Jamie, if you need something, out with it. Otherwise, leave."

"Well," you say, widening your smirk, "if you're gonna be like that, I guess I'll leave you alone. You have a rough night or something? I'd imagine you'd be up about and dressed by the afternoon."

"It's the weekend. You think I just spend every waking hour trying to slap you guys into shape?"

"Is that a rhetorical question?"

She sighed. "No. It's not. Do you have something to report, or not?"

"I don't. Just poking the bear, I guess."

She slammed the door on me. Knowing Shannon, it probably pissed her off, but she wasn't so petty as to get me in trouble just for dogging on her. After all, it was her fault she came to the door braless.

-Shannon is a bit annoyed at you, but it's not like she'll push for your expulsion over it.-

You wander back to your room, shut the door and go straight for the notebook. flipping it open, you confirm what you wrote before. So the notebook works. But you only really tested it one way. Now that Shannon is close to flat chested, you can't help but wonder about the other ****.