Roxanne settled down in one of the vacant seats littered throughout the study room. She was fortunate enough to find a table without any occupants. As she began to set out her things in a rather methodical manner, she glanced around the room, surveying the few other students present. None of them were recognizable, granted most of them had her back towards her. The few students that really took advantage of the quiet study room were view and that was one of the reasons she frequently turned to it when she needed to buckle down and get things done. Her eyes fell upon her Transfiguration book, the first bit of homework on her long and tedious list of assignments. True, she had until the next week to get most of the said assignments completed, but she wasn't one who enjoyed wasting time; she appalled it actually. The amount of students that waited until the last moment to get things done were idle and lazy, they would never be able to get everything done to their fullest potential. Granted, she profited from other students' poor decisions as she was able to get higher grades and maintain a higher ranking in her class, but there was still a part of her that would always be irritated by laziness, whether in herself or another person.
As she began reading her assignment, she also took notes in her navy blue ink. The layout of her notes was always very clear and eligible, neatly organized and structured with bullet points and the like. After she had read several pages, she leaned back in her chair, feeling her muscles stretch as her arms reached above her head. After getting a little more comfortable from repositioning in her chair, she buckled back down to work. However, there was something irritating her. The sound of a quill tapping against the wooden tables was echoing throughout the previously silent room. Attempting to ignore the sound, she looked back down at her book and began reading. It wasn't until she realized that she'd read the same sentence nearly four times that she cracked. Whipping around in her chair, she hissed, "Could you please stop tapping your quill? It's obnoxious." She wasn't always rude like this but get between Roxanne and her studying and you're likely to see the darker side of her personality.