Halcyon638
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Porter smiled, working up the courage to actually make eye contact with Monica. “No, you’re…you’re good. I appreciate it. I think I might have to pass on the Krav Maga but I am trying to get into jogging. I jogged the other day for the first time. I think I almost died.”
“I kinda only had two real friends in high school. Both of them are going to school out-of-state. I’ll try to bring them around next time they come back home.”
At one point, once they were back inside, Monica was approached by Gabi’s friend Cristina. She was a tall, lithe, androgynous woman with short, curly dark hair and full lips. “This is a lot of fun,” she said, sticking her hand out. “You must be Monica. Gabi’s told me a lot about you. Are you still interested in tutoring? I just wanted to let you know that most of us weren’t intense enough to take it on in our first semester but we’re always looking for people ahead of time.” She was one of the few attendees who had broken into a bit of the alcohol Austin had dropped off.
As the night went on, Monica couldn’t remember the last time she’d laughed this much or had felt this relaxed. She even seemed to forget about the burning in her side at times.
***
It was the Friday the week after game night and Monica was waiting at the Mean Bean to meet up with Austin before Physics. It had been a busy week class-wise, but a slower week on the crimefighting front, though the media frenzy surrounding Allie McKenney and the masked vigilante’s exploits had hardly died down a fraction.
Checking her email, Monica found she’d received one from a Cameron Seabright. The subject line read: “Work-study stagehand job.” The body of the email read:
“Hey there,
This is Cameron the guy from the audition here. Talked to someone about the work-study job and it is still available. Previous guy had a mental breakdown so….hurray? Not due to work, it seems. Your sanity should remain intact, though no guarantees. If interested, you should email Dr. Marianne Hoshi about setting up an interview on Monday.”
He provided an email address for Dr. Hoshi. Hadley had recently secured a pretty meaty role in the play, though Porter hadn’t (and had seemed a little relieved according to Hadley).
“I kinda only had two real friends in high school. Both of them are going to school out-of-state. I’ll try to bring them around next time they come back home.”
At one point, once they were back inside, Monica was approached by Gabi’s friend Cristina. She was a tall, lithe, androgynous woman with short, curly dark hair and full lips. “This is a lot of fun,” she said, sticking her hand out. “You must be Monica. Gabi’s told me a lot about you. Are you still interested in tutoring? I just wanted to let you know that most of us weren’t intense enough to take it on in our first semester but we’re always looking for people ahead of time.” She was one of the few attendees who had broken into a bit of the alcohol Austin had dropped off.
As the night went on, Monica couldn’t remember the last time she’d laughed this much or had felt this relaxed. She even seemed to forget about the burning in her side at times.
***
It was the Friday the week after game night and Monica was waiting at the Mean Bean to meet up with Austin before Physics. It had been a busy week class-wise, but a slower week on the crimefighting front, though the media frenzy surrounding Allie McKenney and the masked vigilante’s exploits had hardly died down a fraction.
Checking her email, Monica found she’d received one from a Cameron Seabright. The subject line read: “Work-study stagehand job.” The body of the email read:
“Hey there,
This is Cameron the guy from the audition here. Talked to someone about the work-study job and it is still available. Previous guy had a mental breakdown so….hurray? Not due to work, it seems. Your sanity should remain intact, though no guarantees. If interested, you should email Dr. Marianne Hoshi about setting up an interview on Monday.”
He provided an email address for Dr. Hoshi. Hadley had recently secured a pretty meaty role in the play, though Porter hadn’t (and had seemed a little relieved according to Hadley).
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