Valerie had spent the past three hours up close and personal with some raw material’s. Though her jeans still had dust particles that stuck in clumps her t-shirt was spotless. The same couldn’t be said for her cuticles, since plaster still coated them. Today she wore her hair tied back, nothing to do with fashion, it had just been practical to keep it out of the way as she worked. Class was an escapism. Now she wandered down the hall and into the student union with a few smiles and greetings. The strap of her bag slung over her left shoulder, it tapped gently against her hip as she walked. Notebooks were tucked under her arm while her right hand clutched a paper bag.
The place wasn’t overly crowded though there were more than enough people for it to be busy. Valerie didn’t really look around to find anyone because she had nobody waiting for her. Instead she headed straight to a vending machine to grab a can of soda, and narrowly avoided a guy who tripped over his undone laces. The tray he held with food flew into the air and crashed to the ground seconds before he did. Pasta went everywhere and a cheer chorused as people clapped at his misfortune. Valerie watched a rogue meatball roll on by before she set her things down on the floor to help him up.
“Thanks.” He mumbled with a wry grin, then turned to bow with good humour. Valerie shook her head with a smile, “You handled that well.” He chuckled, “Yeah, I’ll be here all week.” Then he turned and went about clearing up the mess he’d made. The blonde laughed a little, picked up her things, and finally got a can of soda. Now, where was she going to sit? Green eyes scanned the area, not registering faces so much as spotting vacant tables void of anyone else.
Several were scattered around. Valerie made her way over to the one furthest away since people tended to grab the closest seats to them.
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on 2013-11-08 01:24 am (UTC)The place wasn’t overly crowded though there were more than enough people for it to be busy. Valerie didn’t really look around to find anyone because she had nobody waiting for her. Instead she headed straight to a vending machine to grab a can of soda, and narrowly avoided a guy who tripped over his undone laces. The tray he held with food flew into the air and crashed to the ground seconds before he did. Pasta went everywhere and a cheer chorused as people clapped at his misfortune. Valerie watched a rogue meatball roll on by before she set her things down on the floor to help him up.
“Thanks.” He mumbled with a wry grin, then turned to bow with good humour. Valerie shook her head with a smile, “You handled that well.” He chuckled, “Yeah, I’ll be here all week.” Then he turned and went about clearing up the mess he’d made. The blonde laughed a little, picked up her things, and finally got a can of soda. Now, where was she going to sit? Green eyes scanned the area, not registering faces so much as spotting vacant tables void of anyone else.
Several were scattered around. Valerie made her way over to the one furthest away since people tended to grab the closest seats to them.