Okay, you can only stare at an Arithmacy book for so long before the words start blurring together, and you fall asleep. At least, that was what Kel figured, because when he woke up, his head was on his textbook, which was on one of the study tables in the common room. He sat up slowly, looking around. Huh. How late was it? He turned around, and sat the dying fire. It was late, then.

Slowly, he packed up his unfinished homework, and trudged toward the fire. He was going for his favorite armchair, when he realized it was occupied. He was just about to turn around and head for his dormitory - although he had a feeling he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep any time soon - when he realized who it was that was sitting in the chair. Jenn?

"Hey, love," he greeted quietly, sitting on the arm of the chair before planting a kiss on Jenn's hair. "What are you doing up so late?"