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It's mid-afternoon on Monday and Vanessa's schedule was looking pretty clear until a 3:30 class. After finding something passable as lunch in the cafeteria she ate and then retreated to the library. After a good half hour of searching a few days before, Vanessa had found the spot she like best for reading. Near one of the larger windows there were several armchairs set up and she had chosen one, close enough to the window to feel the sunlight coming in, but angled far enough away so she wasn't blinded by the light. She dropped her bag next to the chair and settled in with a book in her lap and began to read.
Care to bother her? She may not take to kindly to it, with a few exceptions, but that's half the fun, right?
Care to bother her? She may not take to kindly to it, with a few exceptions, but that's half the fun, right?