Chayce stood in the Dining area, looking around. Of course there were people there. Of course she knew them, but she was sort of down today; not in the mood to socialize. It was another one of those days she partially regretted coming to this place she called her temporary home. But then again, she'd recieved a letter from her mother today, which was why she was regretful.

Some more people entered, and Chayce watched as they passed. She'd just gotten done eating, and it wasn't much. She actually wasn't really hungry. Instead, she walked over to the nearest table, and sat. It was right by the entrance. Familiar faces passed her as she sat there, focusing on shooing away the small headache that was adding to the anxiety. Her brown hair fell in waves, to frame her face as she laid her head on her folded arms, as she relaxed there. Relaxed for the first time in what seemed like ages.

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