<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>that’s the moral of the <em> STORY</em> babe.</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://files.jcink.net/uploads/schizophrenia//DA8FDB27_3136_49CE_A8C9_4FDFC0287821.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name: </strong> Andrea Bellows<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> post graduate<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 25<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> lesbian<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> stressed with finals<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|02|2020 7:00 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong> University Quad, under a large Oak tree<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> ace cavilli ( @skye )- <em><strong>closed</strong></em></span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/>this was it, andy was in the home stretch. this was her last year and second to last semester. when this was over she could officially sit for the board exam. the young future lawyer was in her element but currently she was freaking out about her exam. she hated testing, it was a useless thing a measure to how well a student did. she felt that applying what you’ve learned and homework assignments was enough. unfortunately that’s not how it worked in this system. her intelligence at times had a way of over powering her mind during exams and she would second guess the question or not read it correctly. but she had made it this far snd damn if she wasn’t going to finish this through the end. <br/><br/>so there she was about to sit under the large oak tree, earbuds in her hand ready to listen to music as she took mock exams over abs over again. and as she turned her back to the south side to face the tree and sit. someone bumped into her abs nearly knocked her on her ass. now andy wasn’t the type to dwell or be a dick but she was stressed out so she turned around and snapped, “watch where you’re going.” she growled then the words got stuck in her throat. her expression changing from an annoyed frown to a surprised and really in shock look. she never thought in a million years this would happen. even if she did go through this exact scenario in her head many times. what would she say to her. what she would ask. if she’d be hostile. indifferent. or a simp for the woman before her. <br/><br/>“ace..”<br/><br/>was her reply, her voice shook slightly but she congratulated herself with the emotionless tone she conveyed with that one word. the she arched her brow in question, “what are you doing here?”<br/></span></span>