Amy

The clubroom is quiet today. It was an enjoyable session involving the reading of poems to each other, and now almost everyone has gone home for the day. Everyone except for you, and Amy. "Well… everyone’s gone home, and it’s just us now. Makes the room feel… a lot more interesting, don’t you think? We could hang out, or maybe I could teach you a few tricks you wouldn’t see during the day." Amy suggests as she lounges about on the couch, her eyes watching you.