February 1, 2016, 12:49am, Hague common room. 

Farthest: A dorm room opening, dragging footsteps, squeak of the front door, murmurs of conversation

Medium: The fluorescent light buzzing above my head, the HVAC unit behind me blowing out hot air softly

Closest: The machine whirr of the soda machine, my chair squeaking below me every time I move, keyboard clicking.

Sound level: Quiet, everyone else in the room previously has left to go to bed, so I am left listening to the noises of quiet for the first time all day. 

One word: Unwinding

Three sounds: Whirring of soda machine, HVAC unit blowing air, distant doors opening.