Xavier counted his coins, dropping the metal objects one by one into a small pouch. He still looked a bit stunned, as well as he should have. 10 bucks were a fabulous amount of money to find scattered on the ground. He made out nearly 5 different currencies, all scattered around from where people once lived and â he suspected â escaped. Maybe the recent change in administration was finally enough reason for them to leave. It was most surprising, however, that just as Xavier started to feel more like himself, the world around him became unfamiliar. He had not yet bothered to check if any of his friends stayed.
Pensively, Xavier threw one of his coins into the water. A superstitious person would take this opportunity to make a wish but nothing came to mind. Yet when he turned around, he discovered that he was no longer alone. His eyes gazed upwards briefly as if to check whether someone was perhaps up there who listened, even when nothing was said.
âSorryâ, Xavier then turned towards the other person. âI barely heard youâ
Sasha walked across campus with her bag stuffed full of books. She was in search of a new place to study after a couple afternoons at a coffee shop had made her more distracted than she wanted to be. After the too-quiet library, she'd thought she wanted the hum of activity around her, but that was a little too much. She started to think somewhere outdoors might be the happy medium she was looking for.
She saw someone near the fountain as she walked and made her way over just as he threw a coin into the water. "Sorry if I scared you, I've been told I'm pretty quiet." she said quickly. Sasha nodded to the fountain, "Did you make a wish?" she asked, stepping closer to the edge and looking into the water. "You'd think there would be a lot more wish-making on this island." she mused, when there were fewer coins inside than she expected. Then she turned to look at him and noticed the pouch. She looked at him quizzically, "Are you collecting coins?"
