Main Dorm Porch, Monday Evening

[faithfulchosen]

Faith sat on the porch steps, a beer between her knees, cigarette between her lips. She exhaled a deep breath.

She was bored.

[open, as porches are]

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[cirrasurvivor]

Callisto wandered by and stopped when she saw faith. She tilted her head and watched for a moment.

[faithfulchosen]

"Sup, Cal?" Faith took a sip of her beer and reached back towards the cooler. "Want a beer?"

[cirrasurvivor]

Callisto smirked and approached. "Perhaps I shall have one," she said.

[faithfulchosen]

Faith opened the beer with the opener attached to the cooler, and handed the bottle to Callisto. "How's it going?"