[ There's a pat, easy response: I just said, didn't I? with head cocked and brows arched. She might do that to someone else, but here -
- maybe she's nostalgic. They say it's a warning sign. ]
All kinds of things.
Most of our classes were in the building next to the library. You could smell the dust everywhere. We'd listen to our teachers, and then you'd go talk about it in the library with your friends. If you were lucky, someone would have brought wine. If you were very lucky, it'd be liquor.
Then you'd go out. There was student housing, but if you could, you'd rent an apartment outside of campus...and you'd drink more, and read each other poems, and fight about the poems, and pretend to know things about politics.
In the morning, you'd wake up with a hangover, and you'd go down to one of the little bakeries for tea and buns and tell yourself that you were going to stay in tomorrow night - but you wouldn't.
[ Her smile is warm and sweet, her eyes half somewhere else. ]
That must sound so self-indulgent. It was, really.
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- maybe she's nostalgic. They say it's a warning sign. ]
All kinds of things.
Most of our classes were in the building next to the library. You could smell the dust everywhere. We'd listen to our teachers, and then you'd go talk about it in the library with your friends. If you were lucky, someone would have brought wine. If you were very lucky, it'd be liquor.
Then you'd go out. There was student housing, but if you could, you'd rent an apartment outside of campus...and you'd drink more, and read each other poems, and fight about the poems, and pretend to know things about politics.
In the morning, you'd wake up with a hangover, and you'd go down to one of the little bakeries for tea and buns and tell yourself that you were going to stay in tomorrow night - but you wouldn't.
[ Her smile is warm and sweet, her eyes half somewhere else. ]
That must sound so self-indulgent. It was, really.