The dorm room was simple. It was kind of spacious, and had two bunk beds in it, one on each side of the room. There was a table at another side of the room, along with a minifridge and a microwave on a counter nearby. Shelves lined one wall, ready to be filled with objects and books.
Rowan sighed happily, dropping her luggage at the foot of the bunk bed on the right side of the room, looking around at her new living quarters. Then, with what could only be described as a complete lack of delicacy, she took out twelve or so different containers: most takeout; a few vials; a few pouches. She set them, organized by her own standard and definitely not by size, color, or container-type across the on side of the middle-most shelf, and, once satisfied with that, began unpacking dozens of books, magic and non-magic alike. In fact, the number of books she pulled out of her one bag was practically illogical to any average human. But to magical folk, they would simply recognize it as the Infinite Space Charm. Rowan quite liked this charm, really. It made packing easier.
After all her books had been sorted out, carefully placed so that they only took up about half the shelf space (save for some gaps,) Rowan pulled out her wand and waved it at the larger of her bags. In a swift flick, the top sprang open and Rowan's sheets flew out, fitting themselves over Rowan's new bed.
It wasn't much, but it was a good start.
After all her books had been sorted out, carefully placed so that they only took up about half the shelf space (save for some gaps,) Rowan pulled out her wand and waved it at the larger of her bags. In a swift flick, the top sprang open and Rowan's sheets flew out, fitting themselves over Rowan's new bed.
It wasn't much, but it was a good start.
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