<div class="floatleft">(http://lovelace-media.imgix.net/uploads/79/b055e5c0-59f3-0131-d0ba-12526a2ff523.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Trent Carpenter<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong>Professor<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Day off relaxed<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>The picture, no tie. With black jeans & boots.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bean There Coffee house<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>October 7, 11 AM<br/><strong>Tag: </strong>Aimee (Ink Slinger)<strong><em>[Closed]</em></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Trent wasn't in a hurry though the line he had been standing in made him feel rushed. Sure there was a Starbucks within driving distance from the university. But the man loved the convenience of 'Bean there' and their Chai lattes gave Starbucks a run for their money. Close to the Uni, a brisk walk crossing the main student library and the man was in heaven. Tapping his foot he waited for the indecisive couple to order before he was finally up. Smiling at the barista,<strong>"I thought I was never going to order. Tell me you still have Chai lattes laying around?"</strong>He quirked his brow in question.<br/><br/>Of course ten minutes later and Trent had his order in hand. No fuse with an extra toppings he opted for an a large Iced Chai, his hard cover copy of Harry Potter and the order of the Phoenix in hand (yes I know) and his Chai with the straw in the other; as he turned around to sip from it deeply and scanned the establishment for a spot to sit, read and enjoy his drink.<br/><br/>That's when his eyes caught sight of Aimee Ryan one of his promising art students pouring over 6 images with her portfolio. He wore an amused expression on his lips as he decided he would say hello before he left her to her devices. Side stepping a customer on their way to the restroom, Trent walked towards Aimee and peered over her shoulder.<br/><br/><strong>"There's the art that's been hiding from me."</strong><br/><br/>Impressed was not even a word he could use to describe the images he saw before him. He was thoroughly pulled into each image. She really did have an amazing eye for capturing the lighting and shadows of the subject along with their background. The man stayed standing behind her and sipped from his drink with a half smile as he looked on at her work. Not excusing himself from her presence but not inviting himself to stay either.