And Then There Were Four

          Against all hopes, it was a sober day for me, with no signs of an upward trend any time soon. Curse this co-op process. We also lost a man today. I helped Harrison move out this morning, and with his blessing, room 610A is now the West F Love Hotel. Alanna, Iris and I shared lunch in IV, occupying one of those awkward tables by the windows that aren't conducive to food. Back in the dorm, we played a three-person game of Cards Against Humanity and I took a nap after Alanna put on her trademark "underwater music".