Typically after a long day of classes Ainslie quickly returns to her place of relaxation, which in this case would be her room. It’s where she has the most comfort and spends the most time when not studying or at Quidditch practice. She wouldn’t study in her room since the temptation to just ignore her studies and sleep would be way too high. She’d like to say her willpower was better than that but she knew herself better than anyone and she knew better than to lie to herself like that.
So, just like any other day, Ainslie returned to her room. Relaxing for a brief moment before washing up and changing into more comfortable clothes. She liked to get her homework and other assignments done typically when they were given, that way she could be efficient and have more time to relax because her work was done. Sure, Ainslie liked to think she got her good grades because of her brains but she knew she got them for her diligence and discipline as well.
Sighing the redhead grabbed her study things and began to shove them all into her bag. The sooner she powered through this the sooner it would be over. It wasn’t like she had a lot to do anyway. Just a DADA assignment and the planning for that herbology project that was due in a couple of weeks. Ainslie didn’t feel like pulling out and putting away her quill and ink pot repeatedly like she had been doing all day, so she instead reached for a ballpoint pen that she had brought from home. She brought a couple packs each year because she knew she was more comfortable with these. Not to mention how much easier it was too. Wizards were just too complicated on some things.
She didn’t stick around her room much longer before quickly making her way to her usual spot, the library. Probably one of the best places to study when ignorant children weren’t being just that. The librarian did a fairly good job of keeping things at a respectable noise level so she didn’t have much to be bothered with. Ainslie was in the library so often she self-appointed her own seat and desk there.
It was right in the middle of the seating area where the seats weren’t too damaged or comfortable to distract her from the work that needed to be done. Typically her seat in the library went uncontested which was nice but there was sometimes the occasional first year that she would need to show the way. But that was never much of a problem. So today the Hufflepuff expected the usual, to sit in her seat and blow through all the things that needed to get done. However, as she walked into the library, her feet leading her to her destination as if on autopilot, she could see that things weren’t going to be the same.
Right away she noticed someone was in her seat, to which the Hufflepuff narrowed her brown eyes at the intruder. Sighing she mentally prepared herself for the confrontation she would have to make, though once she got closer she realized it wasn’t just anyone that was in her seat it was Felix fucking Butler. Her gaze landed on him for just a split second and almost immediately Ainslie pivoted on her heels and turned back around. “Nope, can’t be arsed.” She muttered to herself before walking towards the other end of tables.
Normally she would’ve put up a fight but hanging around Butler usually made her more exhausted than studying did. And seeing how she was here to put in some work she couldn’t afford to this kind of distraction that his presence certainly presented. He might be her friend, though she would certainly deny that fact if asked, but there were some things where she just needed some “me-time” this was one of them. She was just gonna have to settle for something else today, hopefully, that wouldn’t throw off her groove.