29. Pensieve


CRASH.

Jumping to a start she felt her legs propelling her as fast and nimbly as they possibly could.

Groaning. She heard groaning - as she ran into the living room she found her there, slumped on the floor. Her roommate, Chelsea had her head in her hands and was moaning about memories - pensieves. Altered ones.

She was the pensieve examiner after all.

“Are you alright, do I need to call Dean?” Alicia asked as she rubbed her exhausted roommates back. She wanted her to be alright.

Pacing - she paced back and forth until the man of the hour finally arrived.