> Try to cram yourself back into your uniform 

Violet attempts to stuff her twin erections down her panties, but finds that there’s really no way she can FIT in them without either bending them painfully or sticking them down the leg holes. Mr. Bugs watches in wry amusement as she struggles.

“...Yeah, dat’s a pretty common problem ‘round here,” he remarks, “Next chance ya get, ya might wanna get some new underwear from either da SCHOOL STORE or somewheres in Breezeport.  Don’ worry about runnin’ around all naked fer now. People are used to it ‘round here.”

>>However, we may want to check our list first to make sure there isn't anything else we're forgetting to do before we get settled in. Be embarrassing to find out we're supposed to get our schedule and have to come back.

Violet asks about her schedule.

“Nah, don’t worry about it.  It’s the weekend.  An’ yer schedule will automatically pop up on Monday mornin’ to getcha to class,” the rabbit replies, waving a hand.

>>also thanks Bugs for the help

Violet does so.

“No problemo, kiddo,” Mr. Bugs says with a smile, “Now get outta here an’ get some rest.  Your brain’s been woiked over pretty badly an’ ya probably need ta give it a break an’ let all the programming sink in.”

With that, there seems to be little more to talk about, so Violet gathers her INVENTORY, and leaves the room.

>>head to room 213 and see what trouble we can get into loitering on the way; there's lots of interesting locations we could peek in on as we go.

Honestly, Violet doesn’t feel like wandering around too much.  Her head is spinning with all sorts of strange thoughts and imagery, and she’s still dizzy and confused.  Mr. Bugs was right.  She needs to lie down.  She can explore tomorrow, when she has a free day.

Thankfully, the map leads her on the most direct route through the halls to her dormitory, and she finds her way at a brisk jog.  It only takes her a minute to come to the door.