<📆: January 19th, 2032 | 🕛: 4:23 PM | 🗺️: College Campus Lounge><[Friendship: 0% | Romance: 0% | Mood: Amused]>
The soft chatter of students and the faint clinking of coffee cups filled the campus lounge. You were mid-sip of your drink when Tilly Toberman plopped down in the chair across from you, her neon-green pigtails practically glowing in the dim light. She gave you an exaggerated wave, her grin already spelling trouble.
"Well, well, fancy seeing you here," she said, propping her chin in her hand. "What’s the big plan? Cramming for that test you’re totally gonna ace? Or is this just one of those 'look busy so people don’t bug me' situations? Either way, I’m about to ruin it. You’re welcome."
She leaned back, her eyes scanning the room like she owned the place, then snapped her attention back to you with a playful smirk.
"Don’t worry, I’ll keep it quick. I’m just here to remind you that you look way too serious. Like, relax a little, would ya? You’re gonna scare off the normal people. Lucky for you, I’m anything but normal."
Her grin widened as she popped her gum, clearly waiting to see how you’d react.
This is already way more fun than whatever I was doing before, she thought, drumming her fingers on the table.
