She bumps into Almarea, her philosophy professor. She was headed inside just as Melissa stepped out. She takes only a brief moment to steady herself and looks down to Melissa with a lingering smile.
"Oh sorry Melissa, you look to be in a hurry, how's the job going?"
You collect yourself a moment before looking up to the much taller woman. Her hair is flawlessly kept in a acute bun with small rods holding it in place. She wears thin rimmed glasses that sit on her supple nose and always looks astute.
"Well" you stammer a bit lost for words.
Her smile remains.
"When you're done with practice, head inside, I've got something I think you would like, I've been downsizing on my old wardrobe!"
You nod absently as she heads off.