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Upon hearing a voice, Lillian looked up from her screen to see that someone had the audacity to sit at the same table she was sitting at. She looked around and saw plenty of vacant tables. It was odd. Why did she come to this table out of all of the ones in this area, or in this library, even? Her brown eyes were practically drilling a hole into the girl that had just arrived. Did some force push her there? Was something or someone pushing her there? Either way though, she'd have to survive this interaction. It'd be the first of many at this university, anyway.

Upon listening to what she had to say, it was more up her alley than she had previously anticipated. Lillian honestly thought that the words that would be coming out of that girl's lips would be something completely irrelevant. She was absolutely ready to get up and ditch her. She didn't have a qualm with abandoning her. There were thousands of students here and crossing one of them would be the least of her worries. But, a complaint about the English Composition class she just so happened to be looking at. Nosy, nosy. Lillian wasn't too fond at how someone was looking at her screen and violating her privacy - but at least someone else understood her pain. The girl did have a point, though. Gatsby was pretty pretentious, and so was Holden.

[color=7ea7d8]"I guess. Gatsby is just a beta male, he hasn't a single idea that whatever he's on about is rubbish. These books are elementary, it's complete "[/color] Lillian rolled her eyes and tapped her pen on her computer, before listening to the rest of what the lady had to say. [color=7ea7d8]"Listen, I'd be careful about what you say,"[/color] Lillian pointed her pen at the girl she was conversing with, [color=7ea7d8]"Some of these trust fund babies could ruin your life. And I mean [i]ruin it[/i]."[/color] Honestly, Lillian was a [i]little[/i] offended, but at the same time, a little impressed that this girl had such bravado and bravery to openly insult the rich. She was a member of that club, so she knew firsthand what would happen when they were crossed. Depending on how bad the offence was, things could've gotten wild. 

Lillian folded her arms and placed them on the table, leaning on them and staring into the girl's eyes. After a few exchanged words, Lillian had decided she had enough of this shite. Taking her pen, she made an up and down gesture toward the girl, squinting.
[color=7ea7d8]"Listen, I think it'd be best for both of us if you bugger off things get out of hand. I'm not interested in listening to whatever's coming out of your gob, and I'm definitely not in the mood to think about whatever's already come out of it."[/color] Lillian flashed a smile as real as Kim Kardashian's rear, [color=7ea7d8]"Now, please, sod off."[/color]