who: @anyaexe when: well into the evening, thanksgiving dinner where: the commons
"Anya!" Rhia beamed, grinning at the brunette. She held an older man by the hand, a gentle smile on his lips as he regarded the other. It had been an eternity since he had the pleasure of seeing his daughter in her element, and Rhia had always thrived in bustling places like tonight. He struggled to keep pace with her, and thankfully the young girl noticed and tightened her grip on his hand. "I want you to meet someone!" she shouted over the noise, paying little attention to the looks it drew. The man adjusted his glasses, pushing them up further on the bridge of his nose. He gave a shy turn of his lips, exposing white teeth. When they finally reached Anya, Rhia dropped her father's hand to pull her friend in a great hug. "Say hello to Old Man Falla!" This earned a deep chuckle from the older man, who regarded his daughter with abundant warmth. "Anya, is it? Rhia has much to say about you. I'm Kristoffer, her father," he greeted in a congenial manner, holding out a hand to the other.