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@AnyAlex I'd be up for skipping too.
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Angelica Casey

"Casey," she stated in response to his inquiry about her own name. "Angelica Casey, but you may refer to me as Angie, as I have no qualms about 'more casual communication' between us, as you have put it. It's a pleasure."

She listened intently as 'Erik' continued speaking about his appreciation for art while admitting that he did not have a natural aptitude for it. It seemed to her that he was going out of his way to relate to her interest. She could not remember the last time this had happened, as even the few whom she had encountered who were open to a discussion about art usually did not bother going into such detail with their opinions. This made her wonder if he had any hidden intentions for doing this, but she figured that there was no point in pondering over it, at least for the time being. People had different ways of just making friends, after all.

"Indeed, such methods are fantastic ways of expressing aspects of one's individuality. You have a keen interest in obtaining knowledge in this area in spite of your talents lying elsewhere. It's always favorable to be open to a variety of fields, I suppose."

She then gave him another eyebrow raise when he implied that his academics had gotten him into the academy. "Ah, so you're here on scholarship. I've heard how that can be, and I'd say that I'm sorry that you had to go through all that pressure, but you seem to enjoy learning, so all that studying probably wasn't that much of a strain on you. I could be wrong, though. I'm glad that you feel such a way about my art, it feels good to know what it has done for you."

She nodded when he told her that he had to leave. "Understandable, I shall see you around too, Erik Fieldson."

Angelica watched the brunet leave the cafe, a slight smile finally forming on her face at the pleasant conversation they had just had. It was then quickly hidden by her latte cup as she lifted it to her lips. She finished her drink and stood from her seat to pack her things before leaving the place as well. Feeling a little more uplifted, she was ready to resume her exploration of the campus.

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Been caught up with other stuff this week, will be back tomorrow.

Edit: One more day, I'm really tired lol.
@EurmalEye Forgot the tag.
Angelica Casey

Angelica had been aware of the boy's movement after he had finished his reading, but thought nothing of it until he started speaking. She had not expected him to address her at any point during their time at the cafe together, and questioned the situation in her head for a brief moment before realizing that he could not be talking to anyone else. She listened to him speak, pleasantly surprised as it was rare for her to come across someone else who would willingly express their interest in her art. It was clear from his words that he had gotten a good look at her work, and that he had adequate knowledge of design to hold a conversation on it. She figured that his extent of knowledge should not be that surprising. Someone who would read their textbooks before classes even started was likely a philomath.

She leaned forward, arms crossed over the table while raising an eyebrow at the brunet, her unintentional failure to return his smile allowing her phlegmatic demeanor to remain. "An accurate interpretation, impressive. I'm glad to know that someone else shares my sentiments. Starting out in a new environment can be overwhelming. Some of us just need to get away from all that for a bit and find a sanctuary where we can collect our thoughts. I also admire your confidence. Not many would approach a stranger to admit that they've been observing their activity."

She hoped that last statement did not come across as abrasive or sarcastic, because she really meant what she had said. She wondered if this boy had any other intention in coming over to speak to her. Did he have somewhere to be after this, or did he desire some company? She decided not to ask, thinking that since he was so direct the first time, he would have no issue being straightforward with anything else he might want. She lowered her gaze to the textbook under his arm - a subtle indication of what prompted her assumption that he was new at the academy too. She then leaned back in her seat as her cold gray irises met his green ones once again.

"Regardless, your positive review of my piece is greatly appreciated, Mister... How may I address you?"
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Angelica Casey

It could not have been more than an hour, but Angelica had only planned to do a rather quick piece, and the sketch was almost completed. The radially-balanced drawing on her tablet expressed her view about the current situation where she was at, with the elements nearer to the sides and corners of the sheet being more harsh and packed closer to one another to represent the energetic and vibrant yet not-too-chaotic activity outside and those at or closer to the middle being more gentle and mellow with more space among them to reflect the ambiance of the hidden gem of a cafe where she was currently seated in.

Deciding to rest her eyes for a bit, she looked up from her device and leaned back in her seat, just in time to spot a blonde girl leaving the place with her purchases. Scanning the area, she was slightly surprised to see that everyone else had left apart from herself and a brunet who seemed to be studying. She wondered if there was a reason for the cafe being so empty on a day such as this one. Surely there were more students who would appreciate the peace and quiet of such a place, especially considering how busy it looked to be outside. The boy who was studying had the same textbooks she did, which led her to assume that he too, was a new student. Could it be that the older students knew something about this location that the freshies did not?

She shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts, and took another sip of her drink. That would be crazy, would it not? Perhaps she was just thinking too much. She glanced back down at her drawing, deciding to add a mood of mysteriousness to that central part of the piece when she colored it. She saved her work and put her tablet to sleep, wanting to spend the rest of her time at the cafe resting and enjoying what was left of her latte. The blissful atmosphere of the place suddenly seemed slightly heavier after that weird idea had popped into her head, but it was still hardly sufficient to drive her away.
Angelica Casey

The dormitories were easy to get to, considering there were herds of new students heading for them. A few of the more vocal ones were asking around to find their dormitory mates, and Angelica only had to tag along with the group that had mentions of heading to Curie. Upon arriving at her assigned dormitory and finding her room, she entered with her given key and immediately made her way over to the window and threw it open. After taking a short moment to appreciate the pleasant view it was framing as well as the fresh air, she promptly proceeded to settle in and unpacked her belongings, wanting to spend the rest of the time before the start of classes to rest and familiarize herself with the campus.

She slipped a few of her possessions into her rather flashy and brightly-colored satchel she was to take with her after she was satisfied with the arrangement in her room (she had often been told that she had loud tastes for someone so quiet), and grabbing her printed copy of the campus map, she left to have a look around. Most of the leisure places and service providers seemed to be pretty central for the students, and teenagers were everywhere as she strolled along browsing whatever the area had to offer. She could only imagine what a ghost town the place must be during classes.

Coming across a peaceful and sparsely-populated cafe, she decided to take a break and relax a little inside. She ordered a cup of Earl Grey tea latte and took a seat at a table in the corner. She took another glance at the activity outside through the glass partition, comparing it to the tranquil environment of the cafe. Deciding that this was a decent place to work on some art, she pulled her drawing tablet out of her bag and started on an abstract composition while occasionally taking a sip of her warm beverage.
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