Sara nodded, agreeing that the young man with the guitar was easy to figure since he was literally doing the thing they had in common. "I got that, but the other one...it doesn't seem like there's much to go off of, actually." Apparently Rateva could spot how they actually were on common ground, more than willing to give her the information as well. Once they had, she felt a little silly that she hadn't drawn the parallel before. "I see, I see..." Looking towards them, she nodded at their comment about sleep. She hadn't really been feeling how much the weight of the day had taken on her until it was mentioned, an immediate yawn escaping from her as she stretched. "Y-Yeah, I guess I should really get some shut eye." She smiled, shutting her laptop down and changing into her sleeping clothes and laying down to sleep for the evening. 

---------- Skip to Morning -----------

Since it was the weekend, there was no early morning alarm to rouse Sara from her sleep. Granted with everything that happened yesterday, the young woman slept well into the afternoon. Finally stirring, she yawned, sitting up and rubbing at her eyes, checking the time. [color=f49ac2][b]"Two o'clock? Why didn't you wake me up, Rasteva? I thought you would have wanted to get an early start."[/b][/color] She asked, giving another yawn as her body slowly adjusted to being awake. [color=f49ac2][b]"I...don't feel like making anything."[/b][/color] Sara stood up and after showering, got changed into a pair of white-wash skinny jeans, dark knee-high boots and a simple lavender turtleneck with a cute character embroidered on the front. She grabbed a small notebook on her way out and motioned for Rasteva to follow her. Once they had settled on her shoulder which seemed to be their preferred place on her to sit at, she made her way out of the apartment and downstairs. She was on her way to the cafe, most of the fast food places would have stopped serving breakfast by now but she was sure she could still get a ham and cheese croissant, with a cup of juice before sitting. She figured Rasteva would remove themselves from her shoulder as she ate. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"So...you Daemons..Do you eat or anything? I mean, I know the infomercial paints you all as pretty much a no-responsibilities kind of thing, but still."[/b][/color] Taking a bite out of the warm sandwich, she smiled, happy for the warmth it brought. [color=f49ac2][b]"Oh, right...I don't know if it would be odd to do, but maybe after breakfast, we can head to my school? I don't exactly know what you've got in mind for protection, but at least I can get your measurements." [/b][/color]