[[- - Sawyer, yeah that's my name. What about it? - -
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[[" the simplest things in life, often lead to the greatest complications.
so if this is true, why do we bother to believe that things can come with ease?
or is this the illusion that we wish to see? do we blind ourselves in false hope? "]]
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As the other people began to move out of the room, Sawyer hardly allowed herself to care, not moving her feet for the people on the opposing side of her, forcing them to move around her. She finally stood up, still ignoring the few glares she received. She hadn't had her caffeine that morning, and it had put her into a terribly grumpy mood. As she walked, she couldn't wait to get to the dorms within the next hour to get a cup of chai tea. At least that would bring back her natural smile and less sarcastic attitude. She ignored the people around her who spoke sarcastically when she bumped into them, and she smirked, her head phones still blasting her music.
That in itself brought a smile to her face, and she glanced about for a short time wondering what she should do, or where she was supposed to head. She figured that she should collect her schedule, but her main goal was to get to the dorm, as her bags had been placed in her boxes there, so she currently only had a small black hobo bag on hand.
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