Patricia's voice made Jackson jump, instinctively locking his phone as he looked up to her. It was a relief more than anything, a distraction from having to think about opening the message from his ex-girlfriend. He'd, of course, have to deal with it at some point. For now, he could be blissfully ignorant to the matter.<br/><br/>"Yeah, let's do it." He replied, standing up and shoving the phone into his pocket. He smiled, stepping to the side so they could walk beside each other. "Did you manage to sort everything out?" He asked. He already could guess the answer, if she was going to her next class she must've been able to enroll without many issues.<br/><br/>The man began heading towards the University Cafe, which was near where'd they'd met earlier. Just outside the main building and to the left sat a quaint coffee shop. It was pretty empty at this house, most students were either still asleep or in classes. There were 6 tables, Jackson would instinctively go to a window table that had 2 seats. Of course, he'd have to get up again to order their coffee, but he figured they'd get a table first anyway. Not that anyone was around to take it, anyway.