"Hmm? Oh. Tonight is an anthropology class; I take three of them. This one is from a historical standpoint. The one tomorrow is current world cultures and ties in with a sociology class that I'm also taking. I can only take one or two classes a night, since I have my second job to get to afterward."<br/><br/>She raised an eyebrow at him, and had to hide the grin at his fumbling words, "Alright, alright. I wasn't going to say anything about it, anyway."<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>"Ry-Ry! You survived your first day of being a hungover twenty-one-yea- AIIEEE! Who's that?!"<br/>"And here we go," Rylie muttered as she and Kratos were bullrushed by her best friend, Emily.<br/>"Who is he? Is he your boyfriend? When did you start dating? HOW did I not know about this?"<br/><br/>"Em. No. He's not my boyfriend. He's..."<span style="font-style: italic">I really should've thought about this beforehand...</span>"He's a new student. He just moved into the apartments next door."<br/>"And you two just decided to come in together! Oh, my GOODNESS!"<br/><br/>Rylie rolled her eyes, "I was getting to that, Emily. Keep your head on. He doesn't have a car, so we're carpooling; he's helping pay for gas and all."<br/><br/>"Oh." Emily pouted slightly, "Well that's not nearly as romantic, but good that you've made a friend. What's your name?"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I don't think I really need to tell you this, but I'm going to anyway. An alias would be a really good idea about now.</span>Rylie practically projected her thoughts onto her demon companion, demanding that he hear her.