The auditorium was nice and quiet and dark. Theater classes had dismissed for the day — Leonie checked — so she knew she would be alone. Instead of working on her Mendelssohn composition, Leonie went for a bit of shopping around the town. She bought a few lovely dresses, some housewares for her flat, and was planning on ordering from her favorite restaurant later.
But now? Now it was time for a nap. After dropping off her belongings at home, Leonie went back on campus to find a secluded auditorium. Anyone walking into Auditorium B would find Leonie passed out in one of the chairs, her feet up on the chair in front of her, her sunglasses still on, and a quickly cooling matcha latte in her hands.
She was out cold.