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[sub][b]Interacting with:[/b] Jack Cannoway [@TheWizardLizard][/sub][/center][hr][hr]It seemed like Vanessa had woken up at the perfect time to avoid the cacophony cluster of noises. The brunette supposed one could consider it some strange form of music; after all, there were instruments playing and a beat accompanied with singing. However, for her personally, all she could hear was the soothing sounds of the water washing over her as she showered. Although she was off from the library today, she had a shift yesterday afternoon which ended her four-day long work schedule. When she got home in the evening, she got to work on dinner before inviting Kim over. The two friends ate and spent some time together until the deep night had ascended upon them.

After the taller boy left -with some leftovers insisted by his fellow assistant- Vanessa immediately set off to clean up the kitchen and get ready for bed. She was feeling quite taxed from working so many days back to back. However, she had originally planned to tidy her apartment a little and make some progress on a book she was recommended by a student. As much as she didn't want to -and with a glance at the clock informing her how late it was being the defining factor- she told herself that she'd have to wait until tomorrow to get to her plans.

Shutting off the water, the girl could hear the pulsing of music lightly vibrate through her walls and muffled voices. As she stepped out and wrapped a towel around herself, Vanessa figured it was quite a busy morning if this many people were up. Well, it was Saturday.

After a half hour of getting ready for the day, the brunette set on cleaning her apartment. However, as she closely looked though the cupboard underneath her sink and moved various bottles, she discovered that she was out of the solution to clean her floor. Double checking to make sure she definitely out, Vanessa closed the cupboard and stood up to grab her things. It looked like she was going shopping. As she gathered her necessities and placed them in her crossbody purse, she was struck with a sudden yearning for cookies. Deciding to get ingredients for those in the same trip, she headed out.

While carefully descending the stairs into the main lobby, she heard heavy footsteps with the same intention just ahead of her. Wondering who it could have been and if she knew them, the tiny girl was met with her answer just a few steps above the first floor. Jack was stopped, pausing to look around a moment with a drill in his hand. Although it was a strange scene, Vanessa could infer his purpose for having the tool. Lightly coughing so as not to startle the other (he had a tendency to sometimes be deeply absorbed in his thoughts and she was told that her footsteps were as quiet as a church mouse's), Vanessa donned a friendly, albeit meek, smile.

[color=b79fe7]"Good morning, Jack. How are you?"[/color] the librarian pleasantly greeted as she walked down the last steps to officially enter the lobby. Brushing some hair behind her ear, her brown eyes trailed to the drill in his hand. [color=b79fe7]"Um, are you fixing something?"[/color]