[color=Lightgray][right][sub][b]Victoria Bouvelard[/b][/sub][/right][right][sub][b]Apartment 3B ~ Silvervale Uni ~ 3B ~ Rooftop[/b][/sub][/right][right][sub][b]Interacting with Joseph (over text), Junhoe [/b][/sub][/right][/color][right][sub][@dragonbutts][@KatKook][/sub][/right][hr][hr][center][img]https://i.gifer.com/ZCle.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr] The morning sun shone through the thin curtains on apartment 3B’s windows, lighting up the small area. In one of the three bedrooms, a figure was peacefully tangled in their bed covers. If one was to look at her, they would note that she had a small smile adorning her face, as if her dreams were particularly pleasant. All was silent, until...

 [i][color=Gray]BRRRRRING! BRRRRRRRING! BRRRRRRRING! BRRRRRRI-[/color][/i]A hand shot out of the bundle, slamming down on top of the now silenced alarm clock. The figure whom the hand belonged to, now revealed to be Tori, grumbled curses under her breath, illegible to anyone but her. She felt around for the clock again, checking the time. 6:45 a.m., fifteen minutes until her first class begun. Now rushed, she got up out of bed, only to crash back down a moment later from the abundance of bedsheets holding her hostage. More curses, then actual attempts to break free, making sure to kick the blankets into a corner...before folding them nicely. [i][color=fff79a]Damn you, OCD.[/color][/i]

 Finishing up with her morning routine, Tori did a quick clean of the apartment, whipping up some waffles for her roommates. She took only a couple of NatriGrain bars for herself, preferring not to eat much until eight. She stuck a small note on the waffles, reminding the other two to eat well, and have a good day, before she herself left for the bus.

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 [i]Three hours.[/i] That was the entire amount of time she had to spend in class today. Her two classes were back to back, so she only had about five minutes in between to get to the other one. In reality, she had zoned out some of the more boring parts in the professor’s lecture, which meant she would have to borrow some notes again. On top of all that, she had to finish five essays, a powerpoint, and somehow manage her job on top of all that. She sighed while packing up, making her way over to Sandra, one of the people in her class that she managed to bear.

[b][color=fff79a] “I’m definitely not going to get any sleep tonight”[/color][/b] Tori sighed, running her hands through her hair. Sandra gave her one of her signature smiles, eyes crinkling at the edges.
[b][color=bc8dbf] “Why do you say that hon? You have a couple days to do this stuff, and you’re great at the whole ‘manages her time well’ thing.”[/color][/b]
[b][color=fff79a] “Maybe so, but between the festival, my job, and my dad’s idea of bonding being calling every day five times, there’s not much I can squeeze out.”[/color][/b] 
 Sandra patted Tori on the head, earning a glare from the shorter girl. 
[b][color=bc8dbf] “Aw, I’m sorry to hear that hon. On the bright side, at least you still have people like me to help you out! Now hurry, or you’ll be late for your work.”[/color][/b] Sandra ran ahead to grab her bike, leaving Tori with her thoughts and a small smile.
[b][color=fff79a] “I guess that’s true.”[/color][/b]

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 Her shift at the small coffee and tea shop she worked at went pretty well, other than the occasional drunk guy trying to hit on her. Course, they never even got close. She finished wiping down the counters, grabbing her car keys from her bag. She always left her bike at the shop overnight, then drove here for the morning shift, taking her bike to SVU and back. It was a good routine, one that helped her remain in shape even when she wasn’t working out regularily.

 Back in the car, she drove in the direction of the nearest convinience store. They were almost out of food at their apartment, with all three of the tenants eating everything up like chipmunks. She planned to quickly restock, as well as grab a few things for the party. The silence was something she disliked, so she turned on the radio, flickering through channels until she found a song she enjoyed.


 Her voice was cut off by the ringing of her phone. Lowering the volume of the song a bit, she answered, keeping it on speaker phone.[b][color=fff79a] “Hey pa, how’severything going? Gramps still well?”[/color][/b]
[b][color=8493ca] “O’course he is Vicky. His only thing seems to be that he keeps pn going off about how much he misses you, and how we should visit. Though, I think the visit may be a good idea. The twins are dying to see you again, and they can’t seem to wait until your next visit. So, what do you think?”[/color][/b]
[b][color=fff79a] “...”[/color][/b]
[b][color=8493ca] “Vicky? You still there?”[/color][/b]
[b][color=fff79a] “Yeah, I am. I dunno dad, it may be really hard for you guys. I’ll have the festival to help with, uni, and work. Besides, I’m visiting again in two weeks! That’ nothing!”[/color][/b] A long silence went by, in which Tori realized the song had ended. She flipped channels again, giving up when nothing good seemed to come up.

[b][color=8493ca] “...well, if that’s really what you want.”[/color][/b] Her dad’ms voice sounded defeated, causing Tori to sigh.
[b][color=fff79a] “...buuut you know what? That shouldn’t stop you guys! The twins’ll love the festival! Even Daniel and Darien might have a good time, for once in their sad little lives! I’ll check with my roommates if it’s alright for you guys to be visiting, but other than that, everything’s great!”[/color][/b] Far away in the lounge of his house, her dad’s face lit up.
[b][color=8493ca] “That sounds perfect! Alright, I’ll go tell everyone to pack up now! Martha’ll be so glad, she’s been waiting for a chance to see you again ever since you moved out! Okay, have a great day Vic, try not to make anyone cry before five!”[/color][/b] He hung up, leaving the car silent again. Tori rested jer head on the steering wheel, letting out another sigh. Then she got out, intending to completely immerse herself in the party as soon as she arrived.

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 After parking her car in it’s designated spot, Tori got out, doing something so rare for her that it had nearly never happened. [i]She took the elevator.[/i] Course, it mainly had to do with the three giant bags of food in each hand. A couple kind strangers offered to help, but she just glared at them until they shrunk away.
 
 The apartment had been left unlocked by someone, which made it easier for her to get in. Placing all the food into its respective places, she left her roommates favorite snacks out with a note.

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 Done with that, she took a quick shower, pulling a simple [url=http://www.prettydesigns.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/trend-setting-polyvore-outfits-4.jpg]outfit[/url] on afterwards. It was must an apartment party, nothing too big. Clipping one of the still full bags of popcorn onto a belt she slung over her shoulder, she slipped out her window, beginning the climb up to the rooftop. She had made this climb enough times to successfully do it with her eyes closed.

 Anyone standing around the edge of the rooftop would have had a nice little shock as Tori vaulted herself over the side. Jogging over to where Bert was setting a few last minute stuff up, she gave him a one armed hug.[b][color=fff79a] “‘Noon, Bert, mah man. Sorry for being late to the setup. Buut I did bring a whole shitload of popcorn, as promised!”[/color][/b] Setting said food over on the table, she noticed a familiar looking dude setting up a camera. Grinning, she walked into the shot, posing as the flash went off. Laughing a bit, she walked up to the dude.[b][color=fff79a] “Hey, sorry ‘bout that. I couldn’t help myself! You have a great camera by the way, what type is it? Also, haven’t I seen you around before? Like, at the coffee shop or something?”[/color][/b]