June's eyes kept moving between her paper and the vase. She was trying to get the length and depth of the shadow just right. "Yeah. Sometimes the girls in the room next to me are too noisy for me to sleep. But the library has big comfy chairs, and my closet is big enough to sleep in." She still spent time there if she had a nightmare or simply felt insecure. Even with all the growth she'd done and all the support she now had, her closet was still her best friend.
She bit her lip when he came to stand over her. A bubble of anxiety made her stomach flutter and her pencil stopped moving for the briefest moment. Glancing up at him, she gave him her best smile. "Do you like it?" It was so important to have approval that she could ignore how uncomfortable she felt. "Doctor Essex, you look like you don't feel very well. Maybe now that everyone is at lunch and then class you'll be able to get some rest."