<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.45em;">Kumari Sharma</span></strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Paris, The flat<br/><strong>Tagging </strong>: Mori<br/><hr/><br/>Kumari stood from her seat and left the newspaper on the table while she let Mori fall gracefully to the floor. "See you laterz Mori," Kumari said as she bent down to rub his head one last time. She then headed to her bedroom to change into her school clothes, jeans, paisley blouse, and an apron that had paint stains on it. Cursing that she forgot to put it in the wash she went to the laundry room and took her clothes to hang them outside on her balcony to sundry. Kumari then went back to her bedroom, got her school bag and purse, and headed downstairs to leave the flat. Once outside she made her way to the metro station to take a train close to her university. On the metro, Kumari listened to her mp3 player through her smart phone and hummed along to the music that played softly.<br/><br/>Once off the metro, Kumari walked to a bus stop and caught the bus that went into her university. She got off at the campus and walked to her first class of the morning. Once inside she went and grabbed her clay that she bought last week and cut a good chunk of it off so she could begin to construct it into something. The professor spoke to the class in French as she walked in letting everyone know that there was two more days until their term papers were due, Kumari still needed to go visit one more museum so she could finish her report. Maybe tonight she would get it over with, but she would be late to the movie session--or rather right on time, as she recalled Maria was not going to be there until after eight. Nodding her head, she began to knead her clay and make a bat like shape of it on her table.<br/><br/>