Minerva came down from the dorm room. She was red nosed and puffy eyes. She had gotten sick. She hated being sick, but she couldn't take her bed any longer. She hadn't seen Maxwell in days and it was horrible. She hated every minute of it. She found a seat in her favorite chair and pulled her hockey blanket over top of her. She pulled her book out and began to try and read. Sniffling and chilling she pulled the blanket closer around her.