[color=#7d0541]Rooney had quickly followed his girlfriend into the classroom, giving up two floors above in trying to catch up with her and ignite a conversation. She wasn't holding herself as strong as normal, so he just assumed that she was having one of those days where she needed time alone. He could deal with that. She dealt with him being a butt, too. Especially over the last few weeks and how annoying he had been with deciding what universities to apply to and filling out all of those applications. No one honestly understood how much stress that whole thing had been for him. Putting everything he wanted to say about himself into a set number of words had been impossible. Surely they needed to know about everything he had ever achieved and thought about himself and the relationships with people he held and the role models he had and the dreams he wanted to accomplish in a certain time and all of the feelings he had about absolutely everything in the universe.

"Hi Professor Newton! How are you? Do you fancy a catch up later this week?" It wasn't a new thing. Rooney stopped by her office more than he did Hirsch some months and that was saying something. He just liked how he wasn't judged by her...

He paused by the desks, ultimately deciding to sit in a different area to his lady love, but conjured up some flowers and set them beside her with a smile. "For you, love."