The walk, the cold air, the after-effects of the punch-up and the quite significant tonnage of alcohol in his system had given him the proper inspiration -- that was the word he would use, yes -- to take actions into his own hands. Failure required consequences. If no one cares enough to implement consequences from without, it is imperative on those seeking to improve themselves to impose those consequences from within.
...It made a certain amount of logical sense at the time, at least.
That is why his first stop was to the library's computer lab, where he fired off a quick, surprisingly comprehensible e-mail to ASHLIE.
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I will no longer be requiring a room assignment; please remove my name from the registers and re-assign the space as required.
Satisfied, he staggered back out of the library towards the general direction of the dorms. Rather than returning to his room, however, he instead jimmied open the door to the janitorial closet, stepped over the various mops, vacuums, and other detritus, and closed the door behind him.
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