Despite the fact that she’d made a point to leave early, she didn’t manage to find the room in which her design class would be held until five minutes before it was to start. Not that it particularly mattered, since the class that had the room beforehand was taking longer to vacate than they were supposed to, clearly having run over despite it only being the first day.
A small crowd of students had gathered in the hall, clearly waiting to get into the room- and as Imogen scanned the crowd, she was more than a little surprised to see a familiar face. “Fiona Coyne?” she asked, half convinced her eyes were decieving her.
@fificoyne













