@elijahalvcrsen
After what had turned out to be somewhat of a fever dream of a meeting with her new presentation partner in Ab Psych, Ines retreated to the comfort of Farrow House to detox from the experience. When she spotted a familiar figure sunk into the cushions of the couch in one of Farrow’s common areas, she decided to take a detour on the way to room 103 and hang out with the male for a while.
“Hey Lije,” she greeted with a smile, allowing her bag to fall off of her shoulder and rest on the floor against the side of the couch as she settled into a place on the seat beside him. She set what was left of her juice down on the coffee table, the once brightly colored green liquid now watered down by melted ice and looking a little insipid. “Did you decide on a topic for your paper yet?” she asked, referencing an earlier conversation from a day, maybe more beforehand. She couldn’t recall exactly.