Up until recently maintained as a museum, the childhood home of the Braddock family has been pressed into service as additional housing and classroom space for the Institute. Additionally, the increased demands have led to the main ballroom being converted into a cafeteria for both the Institute and those University students on a meal plan. Student reactions have been mixed, and reports of paranormal activity are as of yet unsubstantiated.
Theresa virtually crashed at a table, having been up late doing homework. She yawned and started digging into her breakfast, hoping she hadn't forgotten anything back in her room.
"That may have caused a lot of the current strangeness. But I sort of want to talk to you about that. I want to apologize for putting you in the middle of my argument with Kay."
"Well, for starters, I could have been less of a bitch to the both of you," she said, putting up a half-smile. "But either way, I still wanted to apologize. I know it sucked."
"I don't think this was a shining moment for any of us. I know it wasn't for me. But I don't think anything of that magnitude is going to happen again."
"Oh, probably not. But she, Kay, and Regan were having an intense discussion over at that table." She pointed to a table in the corner. "And no one was very happy when it broke up and Kay was the first to leave."
"And there's something wrong with that?" Theresa grinned. "Not saying I'd want to hit it. It's a book where the cover's deceiving, but the cover's not exactly bad looking."