Ria' left the classroom, waving goodbye to Professor Zinc - something that was neither necessary nor even seen, considering that the teacher was off to the land of dreams. But it was still a habit he was not willing to break. As they walked down the hallway, he chanced a look outside, just in case Pluto was still around and willing to give a lift to three people, but the skies were empty. Looked like they would have to walk like the commoners.
The dorm room looked like a complete disaster. Like most of the noble adepts, he was given a single chamber he didn't have to share with anyone else, for a low price of covert donation to Wyrdwood from his father. It was a good choice - few people would be able to stand this mess. There was not a single floorboard that wasn't covered with rubbish - notes, colourful pieces of fabric, old boxes and empty bottles... It was a minefield most people would be wise to avoid.
Ria just charged in, heedless of the mess, stepping on the items that littered the floor without even a thought. He began to rummage through a colourful pile in the corner, waving at the other students to let them know it's safe to enter. "Come in! Feel free to sit down on... whatever's there."