Sue
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Anthony
Anthony follows Sue, catching up to her quickly and replies, "I believe so. It seems like everyone else is rushing off to class. Since this is a new semester, I might try some new classes. Maybe a piloting class and Gambit's marksman class." As they walk to Sue's room, Anthony signs, "So, word on the street is that you're teaching Kijani break dancing. How's that coming along?"
”She’s a quick learner! Oh, and Piloting class, you say? I’d like that. Take me with you, oh lover boy?” she giddily smiled, tilting her head.
”Stay outside. I’m going naked.” as she opened the door, and locked Anthony. Her room was anehoic and the material around the wall was designed to absorb sound, and usually it was a putrid colour of brown or black but in Sue’s case it was slight pink with a hue of blue in it. It was friendly to the eye.
She removed every article of clothing on her and dropped them all over the floor – she could pick them up later. She ran in to the shower room and the water streamed a nice temperate water flow. She never did like how the temperature adjustment worked on a dial that was so clunky; either the water was too cold just a micro-degree towards cold, but when you moved in the opposite direction it’d be as hot as Satan’s urine. She needed warm water with the now chilling weather.
The weather outside was chill and windy, the trees now sporting some browning leaves, a sign of reduced transpiration pull due to dryness and sped evapotranspiration through the stomata and bark of the tree. Leaves fell to the ground, piling up. The Sun still gave its warmth but there were more cloud patches now. It was Winter.She got out of the shower with her hair still soaking wet. The natural redness of her hair looked matte with the compaction and reduced refraction of light from the water. She had no idea how she got all this knowledge of biology and physics. Perhaps it was just memory, and she giggled.
She looked through her drawers to find some warm clothing. She put on some loose jeans, a gigantic hoodie with sleeves far too long for her arms, and as she holstered her backpack she grabbed her beanie and headphones; her wet hair left water marks on her hoodie, but they’d dry up sooner or later.
All this was done in about 10 minutes, which was not too bad, she thought. She opened the door again and saw Anthony.
”Sorry I took a while. Let’s go?”