It had been an extremely busy week with all the exam preparations and campaigning—not to mention, organizing the promenade project that Dana 2.0 started—but came Thursday, I buried all my worries to the back of my brain. It was time for Campus visits, and I was going to Anchorville University and see my brother. To be more precise, “we” were going to AU—me with Fin who was driving, and Maria who was sniffling on the front passenger seat of Fin's car.
“Ugh,” Maria groaned after she blew her nose on a piece of tissue. “I hate this.”
“You okay?” I asked, leaning towards her from the backseat.
“Yeah, this is probably just allergies,” she replied, opening a bottle of water to drink her medicine.
“Since when are you allergic to anything?” Fin asked.
“You've never gotten allergies, Maria.
