Monday Morning, Mocha, Gilly & OTA (Multiple Welcome)
Gilly had no classes on Mondays. Granted she only had two classes for the summer and they were six week classes. One was a Hitchcock class that met for two and a half hours on Tuesdays and Wednesdays at eleven in the morning. The other was a script writing class that met on Tuesdays, and Thursdays for an hour and a half. She would have slept in for her nice free Monday, but Max was being fussy and wanted to just cry it out until he was tired. Gilly had tried to stay asleep but eventually she'd given in and now here she was in the Mocha.
She had a notebook tucked under her arm, her beat to hell messenger bag on her shoulder and her right shoelace was untied but at least she'd showered before leaving the apartment. She took the stairs down, still gun shy with the elevators after all this time and also hoping the walk woke her up some more. Her leg muscles were in perfect shape for soccer tryouts from all the stair climbing she did in the Manor, that was for sure. Once she got to the Mocha, there was of course a line, but that didn't bother Gilly. She stepped up to the back of the line and waited, swaying in her spot some and generally fidgeting while she thought about what she was going to get. At the same time she was trying to think of script ideas for the scriptwriting class.