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[b][u]Location[/u][/b] - Best Exotic Hotel → Med school
[u][b]Interacting with[/b][/u] - Areum and Dominic briefly.[/centre][hr][hr]
There was nothing much for Ananya to do by this point. The group was slowly dispersing, some in pairs, some alone to go about their various tasks of the day. She gave a small nod at Murphy's thanks, smiling. She was glad he liked the prashaad, and made a mental note to sneak him some extra the next time she visited the temple. Areum's grand entry to the dining hall didn't help - the poor girl falling flat to the ground with a squeal. Anya resisted the urge to laugh at Areum's antics, and approached her with the thali in her hands.

[color=wheat]"Good morning,"[/color] She greeted her friend, and like the others, handed over a small piece of the prashaad. By this point, there was only a little left and she still hadn't seen Dominic or Tempest anywhere.

Well, the girl thought too soon - either that, or her thoughts were somehow enough to get the Mountain Man to arrive at the dining hall with a small greeting of his own. She looked down at the thali, shrugging before approaching him and handing the last of the prashaad. [color=wheat]"I- I hope this is okay for everyone."[/color] Anya said, more to the entire group, before bringing the thali back into her chest - mindful of the petals and raw rice grains before stepping into the kitchen. The girl felt bad for not being able to hand out any prashaad to the kitchen staff, but they didn't seem to mind.

She set the thali on the counter after carefully collecting the remaining (non-edible) prashaad, far from the reach of others before turning to the doorway. Ananya knew if she didn't get a move on, she would get late and the last thing in the world she needed was to be late for a practical. She shouldered her bag, hitching it higher up and securing it before wrapping her dupatta around her neck again, in a more casual manner before leaving the kitchen.

[color=wheat]"Alvida!"[/color] She called out to the remaining people in the dining hall before leaving once more, this time to her college for the day.
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[color=wheat]"Alvida"[/color] → "Goodbye"
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