plot thread With the sound of bells came clacking shoes, and clatter, and Vivi having to (politely!) shove her way past several classmates just to make it to where she wanted to go. It involved a lot of dainty "excuse me"s and carefully sidestepping bodies upon bodies, but the hallway cleared enough after the first dozen or so heads for her to scurry to the room they'd been allotted for club business. Upon opening the door, she found -- An empty room? Oh, was she really the first one here after all that? She walked further in, placing her rose print bag by a nearby chair. The only sounds in the room were her own movements and the soft whistle of her breathing. The blinds were shut -- goodness, blinds were dreary enough in the first place! -- but sunlight poked through the slats and left columns of bright, horizontal lines along the floor. Vivi swept over and opened whatever blinds she could find, allowing trapped light to spill into the room. If this club was going to be for fun, it had to look it, at least! Plus it would let whoever came in next know that someone else was here.