If I had it all again, I'd change it all

[diatomic_life]

Grading papers sucks. Tests, Kat can give to a graduate student with a key, but lab writeups and papers, she doesn't trust grad students with. So she's currently curled up in the coffee shop, reading over the idiotic drivel her students come up with. It's all factual, but it's all missing something. Still, she really can't fault them. No one

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[couldusealaugh]

Avery's come in for her morning cup of coffee. It's kind of the key ingredient after a late night at the bar, especially when she's taken the shift to open up first thing next day.

A paper flutters over from the stack on the table near her and hovers in the air before landing at her feet. Her eyes track its movement with a quality that may not be completely human, and she catches it with her foot before it can hit the floor.

She picks it up, glancing around for the source, and her eyes finally settle on Kat.

"This yours?" she asks, walking over to the other woman's table.

[diatomic_life]

"Yes, thanks!" Kat says with a big grin, taking the paper. She picks up the stacks and stacks of nonsense, trying to figure out where it goes. "You'd think by the time they got to college they'd learn how to staple properly, but nope, half of these kids barely know how to form an English sentence, and here they are at the University of Chicago. I seriously wonder what high school even teaches these days if it does teach anything." She pauses, licking her lips as she figures out where it goes, putting it with the correct paper. "It'd help if they put their names on ever page like I tell them, but if they want the points docked, I'll dock the points."

Yes. Kat is rambling at you Avery. She will ramble and ramble and ramble. "Oh, but how rude. I've barely even introduced myself!" Or rather, not at all. "Dr. Kirschenbaum. And you are?"

[couldusealaugh]

High school. It's something Avery's only partially familiar with, having run away from school before her college years even began. She likes to think of herself as street-smart, which is what tends to count more in her line of work - especially in a place that's pretty buried in the heart of the city.

"Avery," she answers, offering a hand. "Campbell. I run the bar - the Luna - down the street there."

[diatomic_life]

Kat's figured out what kinds of smart work for her. She's got to have a head on her shoulders for both of her lines of work. The illegal parts a lot more than the legal ones. But she's anything but street-smart.

And her social skills... are something to be questioned.

"I've heard of it!" she says, nodding enthusiastically. "Haven't been there myself. No time to relax, not right now at least!" She'd probably have plenty of time to relax if she didn't keep up her side work. "Although, maybe later in the semester or something. Besides, money can be a bit tight when you teach. Don't pay professors nearly enough considering what it costs to get a degree these days."