I kept looking out the cafeteria window as I waited for Grace. She was supposed to meet up with me in the next ten or so minutes. I bit down on my lip, nibbling it as I continued to look out, wondering if I could catch her head of hair as she walked to the building. She always had an alternative scene style of dressing, so she was always visible from afar in her construction boots and fishnet leggings.
Let's just hope this doesn't turn into a dumpster fire of an idea. I thought myself, taking a hold of my can of pop soda before taking a sip. It was late in the afternoon and the cafeteria at the student union building was crowded and noisy just the way I wanted it. Of course, how else was I supposed to get Harry and Grace to sit next to each other without ripping each other's heads out? Ye
