After I mention Snape, I see Bridget start laughing too. At least I wasn't the only one who found the image absolutely hilarious. However, her high pitched laugh only seems to make it even funnier to me. As she curls up, clutching her stomach before setting off into hiccups, I approach, placing a hand on her shoulder. [b]"Hey, you okay?"[/b] I ask, chuckling. [b]"I um. It wasn't my intent to literally kill you with laughter. I'd hate to have to explain to the headmaster exactly what happened to you, ya know."[/b] I smile, but then it suddenly occurs to me that here we are, close quarters and all, with me touching her shoulder. I quickly retract the hand, and turn away, face reddening. 

[b]"Well. Um. I suppose maybe we should get ready for bed. Um. Yeah."[/b] Blushing more, I make my way to my bed and sit down. I'm not entirely sure what to do. I've never actually shared a room with a female before. At least, not one that wasn't a sister. Oh how they would be laughing at me right now, especially Elsaria. Especially given certain feelings I'm starting to get every time I look at Bridget. It's unsettling to me. That said, it's not exactly [i]unwanted[/i], just...unexpected and unsettling. I gently prod my bag, feelings all muddled up in my head. [i]You need to get ahold of yourself, mate,[/i] I think to myself. [i]You're startin' to lose your nut, ya know?[/i]