Gabriella sat on her bed reading for at least an hour, at which point the grumbling her stomach made was becoming painful, and while the crackers and juice she had in her room made a good snack, she needed a meal. The short woman moved from her bed and snatched up an orange zip up sweat-shirt and her messenger bag purse. She had no desire to leave her room, she would even switch all her classes to online if it was offered! Gabriella would stay in her room and only leave for the occasional grocery trip. Although, fate had a much different plan, she was to go to class, be social, and, as fate would have it, see Vincent.<br/><br/>As the short auburn haired woman walked she kicked rocks and glanced with sharp eyes towards Vincent's jeep.<em>You could just key it, give it one massive scratch, just one!</em>Her mind tried to convince her to do the deed, but her body refused to sway from it's course to the cafeteria.<br/>Gabby moved easily past the bookstore towards the delightful smell of food. Her eyes lingered on the menu posted next to the reasonably short line. The lasagna, she now distinguished, smelled glorious. A smile crept over her face as finally, the day was getting better. It started out shaky: seeing her ex almost naked in the square and then him trying to explain how it wasn't his fault for breaking up with her. Gabby felt the blood rise to her face as she thought about her morning, her brain switched quickly to reciting prepositions and adverbs in her head.<br/><br/>Gabriella just had to wait through this line, get her food and eat it, then off she would go back to her room to continue obsessing over books-her favorite escape.