Zmerr made his way home quickly to ensure that Pyria did not wait long. Once inside, he put on clean clothes (as he wore the tattered clothes for working in the stable) and grabbed a few bags of green tea. He preferred the black tea himself, but it was easier to just grab a handful of the same kind.

Zmerr knew exactly where Pyria's building was. He new where EVERYTHING was on campus. He just had to find the right door. He had written the number she'd given him on his hand and he now held that hand up to compare the number with the ones above the doors. Finally, he came across Pyria's door. He knocked softly, but confidently on the heavy, dark wood.