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The violin master class her teacher had suggested she attend at U of C was far more enjoyable than she had previously expected. The advice the guest violinist had provided the soloist was incredibly insightful; before she knew it, Petra was furiously jotting down notes to refer to the next time she practiced. It had given her a new lease on the study of her instrument. She was very much looking forward to reporting back to her teacher.

Having exited Fulton Recital Hall, Petra made a beeline for the nearest bench, where she would review and rewrite her notes. No doubt with the speed she was writing, the words would no longer be legible to her once she arrived home. After a few minutes of immersing herself in her work, the friendly face of a long-haired dog appeared in her view. At first, she was startled, but quickly gave the dog a few gentle strokes on the head. The owner appeared not far behind in her peripheral vision.

“Hello, what’s your name?” She said sweetly to the dog, giving him a scratch behind the ear. Looking up at the dog’s owner, her smile widened. “You have a beautiful dog.”

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Without a phone or computer, it was pretty hard for Isabel to get in touch with anyone in this day and age, so pre-made plans needed to be stuck to for her, especially if they hadn’t spoken to that person between planning and meeting. 

And that’s what it was like with Hanji. How they met was almost a blur to Izzy now, they’d clicked and became good friends, Hanji became someone Izzy could admire and look up to, someone she could confide in. And they’d planned to meet in the park during the professor’s lunch break after a few weeks on not seeing each other. 

Izzy stayed at the pond, her favourite place in the park, up a tree and dangling on the branch that reached parallel above the water. She knew Hanji would look for her at the pond, so she kept her green eyes alert, finally seeing her friend and throwing an acorn at her back, “Hey Han” the woman called and patted the branch beside her, more out of curiosity on whether or not she would climb up onto it.