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[color=purple]Kalama Guynn[/color] & [color=cadetblue]Rowan Childe[/color]
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[h3][i]Central Courtyard[/i][/h3]

	It had been all but impossible to focus in class. Kalama was exhausted from several nearly-sleepless nights filled with guilt and longing. The lectue on the Salem Witch Trials could have put her to sleep, if she wasn't so afraid of what dreams may come if she dozed off. She took a deep breath of the crisp autumn air and pulled her puffy jacket a little tighter around herself, trying to decide if she wanted to go back home or grab a coffee.

	[color=cadetblue]"Hey Kalama,"[/color] Rowan greeted her, walking out of the building. She noticed dark smudges beneath his eyes and a certain desperation in his typically-peaceful demeanor.

	[color=purple]"Oh hey Rowan,"[/color] She replied, feeling an odd sensation as he came closer. A magnetic pull, like the one that had been haunting her dreams recently. Was she going crazy? Hopefully it was just sleep deprivation. [color=purple]"I was thinking about getting a coffee at Poor Yorick's and going over my notes. You, uh... you want to start a study sess?"[/color]

	He hesitated for a moment. All of his instincts had been going haywire lately, ever since he convinced that squirrel to take an almond directly out of his hand last week. The deer incident would have convinced him he was losing his mind, if there hadn't been other students around to witness. Now his instincts were pulling him toward his flatmate, as relentless as the tide. [color=cadetblue]"Sure,"[/color] He accepted her invite with a strained smile. She didn't look too good either. Maybe the weird energy in the apartment was getting to her too. [color=cadetblue]"Should we invite some of the others? My notes this week ain't the greatest."[/color]

	[color=purple]"Good idea,"[/color] Kal answered, glancing around at the students trickling out of the lecture hall. They had all done introductions on the first day of class, but she was struggling to match names to faces. [color=purple]"Hey! If anyone is interested, we're going to be studying at Poor Yorick's,"[/color] She called out, hoping that there would be some other takers. Being alone with Rowan might mean confronting the weird feeling between them, and she wasn't in any kind of mood for introspection with the shadow of what she'd done to Daria hanging over her head.