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Leading the way from the set, Kristina couldn’t help but smile. “I can relate to that, it sometimes feels like we spent weeks sitting in front of a revolving door for students who are panicking because they haven’t done the work up until the deadline,” she chuckled, knowing that to be true for a large percentage of the student body. “But your apartment sounds delightful, mines a dump anyway, I haven’t cleaned in over a week,” Kristina shrugged, leading the way to the takeout.
No more than an hour later and Kristina was standing in front of Freya’s front door, holding their small collection of food whilst the other opened it. “Don’t you just love it when you run into students out and about? It’s like their amazed to know you actually exist outside of campus,” she chuckled, recalling their run-in at the takeout.
“i know! you’d think with a campus like this, they’d know just how active we can be.” freya snorted as she tugged the key out of the lock, twisting the handle and pushing the door open to reveal her apartment. she dropped the keys onto a small end table by the door and made her way to the kitchen, calling over her shoulder, “make yourself at home. if you could just spread the food on the coffee table, i’ll grab some napkins and extra plates.”
emerging a few minutes later without napkins or plates, she smiled somewhat sheepishly and raised the wine glasses in her hands, the bottle tucked under her other arm. “so i know i said i was getting utensils but drinking wine and eating with your hands sounds way more fun, right?”