Reesyn, NM

Who: AJ and maybe Jaecin?
When: Saturday Morning
Where: Library
Rating: TBA

AJ sat unconfortably in her chair, surrouded by the quiet. Her fingers typed on her clean, free of alcohol keyboard. The place was so quiet, only the sound of turning pages and ocasional sneezes were heard. The perfect place to study. At least, that was others would think. She shuffled unconfotably in her seat, unable to find a good position. But in all honesty, it was the surrounding that was bothering her. She needed to study in a loud place, a place with loud taxi cars or the sound of men watching football. But no, she was stuck in the silent, boring library. She cleared her throat, trying to concentrate on more on her studies than the quiet.

She rested her head on the table, grunting loudly out of frustration, only to be hushed by the surrounding students. Her eyes rolled and looked back at her monitor, trying to study again. At the moment, she was reading about behaviors of the feline family. Cats, lions, tigers, etc. Her hand tapped her pencil on the table, and it flung out of her fingers. Groaning, she bent to pick it up. When she went down, she grabbed it, and then stood up, her head hitting the table making her pencil drop again. She winced and cursed softly, rubbing the back of her head. "Stupid table..." she mumbled.

Who: AJ and whoever
When: Sunday night
Where: Bar
Rating: TBA

AJ sat by a table in the corner, far from the loud obnoxious, intoxicated men. From their manic mood today, she didn't want to get into trouble. Her face glowed faintly from her laptop in front of her. She's been at the bar studying her ass off. Strangely, she got more work done in a shrill place than in a quiet place. But in general, she did have some odd study habits.

AJ was probably the youngest there, barely reaching the legal age. So most men would probably take no interest in her. Until one man decided to be 'bold' and walk over to her, starting to sweet talk her in a nasty way. Once his hand went to her arm, she immediately shrugged it away. He smirked. That was probably something that he liked. As he repeated his action, and she shrugged him off again. "Go. Away." she demanded, but he didn't listen.

As he talked, she could smell his intoxicated breathe. Of course. She looked around, hoping to find someone that could help her. But no, the rest of the men were just snickering at this scene.