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Genevieve watched Olivia slightly enviously, by this point there was no way she could get back to sleep and she knew that was exactly what her friend was doing. She did feel kind of idle though, and in her pyjamas, she noted, suddenly remembering that the shorts and tank top (which read 'I am not amoosed' with the picture of a cow) were not actually clothes.
"Right," she nodded to herself, standing up rather over-dramatically, "I'll be right back."
Having said this she wandered back towards her room, throwing clothes around until she came across a comfortable T-shirt and shorts. Yeah, not much of a change bit it made her feel productive. She then grabbed her small pencil case and her sketch pad. Now she'd have something to do that wouldn't be extremely confusing. She was going to regret this lack of sleep later, she just knew it, but for now she didn't care. She began wandering lazily back to the lounge room.