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Once Sister Lark would make her way over to Alayna's chosen sleeping spot, she would have been surprised to see the young witch's sleeping bag already rolled up and placed neatly beside a pink suitcase. You see, the girl had developed the habit of taking a run every morning, and would have been found, instead, leaning against the bark of a tree, gulping down some water in a little pink bottle.  While the night had been primarily chilly, much like the afternoon of her witchy becoming the morning had brought a sweltering heat that was hard to ignore, as well.  So, there she had been, dressed in grey sweatpants and a white tee, her hair tucked into a long ponytail. The forested haven would not have seemed deserted like the night before either. On the contrary,  the trees seemed thicker with leaves and the birds appeared loud and cheerful, poised on the branches above her and only flying off once she made a move to leave her post. She could only ponder what had occurred between Hana and her for so long. 

As Alayna had originally thought, she had really felt that raindrop, the skies that had been so clear suddenly opening up with tears. Thankfully, it had only turned out to be a drizzle, the two witches resorting to standing under one of the many big trees, chatting about things like plans for the summer, and so forth. Really, what else were they going to talk about, though? Hana couldn't be any more different from her. Still...she'd been nice enough that the blonde knew she'd been handed a chance at making a good friend without being told. Now, if only she could find another reason to hang out with her again. 

With that wish in mind, perhaps this is why the young witch now feels a crushing blow of disappointment when she sees who she's rooming with. Although she has no qualms about either of her roommates, it is hard to ignore the feeling of starting all over again. She cannot even, if she's being completely honest, recall what Maggie looks like. Still, she manages a small smile of her own in return to Calypso's and even considers going over to her for a moment. It is best to start off on the right foot, she figures,  and with pancakes in one hand and suitcase in her next, she begins to make her way over to her new roomie.  Her footsteps slightly falter, not in fear but in nervousness, once she sees Dakota in conversation with her. But she doesn't stop until she's in front of her and the tension in her chest is so high it almost hurts. 

"[color=ed1c24]Hi...[/color]" the girl chokes out, her mind racing. She would have given a wave if her arms had not been occupied and felt like they would fall off at any given moment.

"[color=ed1c24]I guess I just wanted to say that um...[/color]" She stops, unsure of where she is going with any of this. This is completely out of her comfort zone, but what choice does she have? 

"[color=ed1c24]If you ever wanna hang out then...let me know.[/color]"

Speaks to: [@canaryrose]
Mentions: [@Hitman] (since she doesn't directly address her, lol)