While wandering out, Fallon had managed to find the art building and ventured inside. She peeked in the various classrooms, seeing students busy at work, as if they were all extremely dedicated and hard working. They all seemed to be rather studious and it didn’t suit her personality at all. She saw a girl painting in a room full of canvases and art. She peeked into a room with lots of mannequins, determining this was the fashion design room, and seeing two others already conversing inside. She started to walk in and introduce herself, but felt suddenly shy, and like she would be a bother if she did so. So, she kept going, walking through. She walked out the other end and by that time had finished her coffee, and wandered back towards the dorms.

[b]”You’re not getting another one are you?”[/b] Iris said, a scolding, disbelief tone to her voice. Fallon hesitated to answer. Of course she wouldn’t mind getting another, but she didn’t feel like looking at those judging green eyes. 

[b]”No, okay? Maybe just some breakfast this time…”[/b] she said. She looked to the side at her cat who eyed her suspiciously, which only made Fallon giggle. Because really, what was she going to do if Fallon decided on another cup? 

She walked into the building, tossing her cup into a garbage can near the entrance, and headed back towards where the smell of coffee called her name. Maybe if she got enough caffeine today she’d feel half as studious and serious as these other people. On her way though, she saw a boy and suddenly the smell of burnt coffee beans hit her nose. It was entirely obvious to her, seeing as how she had an odd nose for the smell. Crinkling her nose, her face twitched slightly and she stopped almost right in front of the boy. 

[b]”Ew what smells burnt?”[/b] she asked him, sniffing the air when Iris nuzzled her jaw. 

[i]It’s him, Fallon…[/i] she said, as if it was obvious.

[b]”Oh it’s you?”[/b] Fallon asked, frowning slightly and blinking, simply surprised and then a tad embarrassed as she had basically just accused this stranger of stinking. She blushed and smiled apologetically. [b]”I mean… I’m sorry. I was just curious,”[/b] she said, hoping that apology was good enough as she wasn’t exactly sure what to say. [i]Say or do something nice![/i] she yelled at herself in her head. [b]”Um… perhaps I can treat you to some coffee… that isn’t burned?”[/b] she asked hesitantly, unsure of what his answer would be.