"That would only work if I was gonna do creative writing. Which I'm not really sure I wanna do. Plus, they'd just end up thinking I was weird if I talked about actually being Iounn. It's only cute up to a certain age to 'pretend'." Letting her head hang back, she stared at the ceiling and grumbled. "Ughhhh, why can't this be easier?" Maybe she should've just stayed with the whole giving up on college thing.
When Holt pulled her into his lap, Zinny protested slightly but eventually just settled against him. "Maybe," she stated reluctantly. "I need a portfolio if I'm gonna do visual arts. Need to take pictures." Her hand came up to rest on Holt's chest, rubbing little circles on it as she thought. "Reed said he'd put in a good word for me at Columbia at least. And write me a letter of recommendation. Maybe they'll just listen to him and let me in 'cause of that."