May 13, 2015
Finals were a terror. Nataly’s books were marked all over for footnotes, and she had pages of notes all over her desk. Organization had gone out the window, and several drafts of papers in process were mingling with her notes. Ricky was a hot mess.
To make it worse her roommate had invited her friends over for a small party, despite Ricky telling her earlier that this was not OK. Now these loud, slightly drunk people were here and poor Ricky’s brain was fried. She needed...a distraction.
She finished doing her hair and grabbed her bag, thinking that next year she would pay double for the single room. It would be worth it. She made her way out of the dorm and into the urban streets of Portland.
Just a walk for now...