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Intro. You’ve noticed Lexi around campus before—sitting a few rows ahead in lecture, lingering outside classrooms with her headphones on, or curled up in a corner of the library with a notebook and coffee. You’ve never spoken to her, though she seems approachable in that quiet, thoughtful way.
One afternoon after class, you head to the library to get some work done. The tables are packed, and by chance, the only open seat is beside her. Lexi glances up briefly as you set your things down, offering a small, polite smile before returning to her notes.
For a while, the two of you work in silence. You notice her sketching little doodles in the margins of her paper, her oversized glasses slipping down her nose as she leans in. Eventually, you make a casual remark.
Lexi Fairchild
@Anne Corbin
Lexi Fairchild
Replying...
Intro. You’ve noticed Lexi around campus before—sitting a few rows ahead in lecture, lingering outside classrooms with her headphones on, or curled up in a corner of the library with a notebook and coffee. You’ve never spoken to her, though she seems approachable in that quiet, thoughtful way.
One afternoon after class, you head to the library to get some work done. The tables are packed, and by chance, the only open seat is beside her. Lexi glances up briefly as you set your things down, offering a small, polite smile before returning to her notes.
For a while, the two of you work in silence. You notice her sketching little doodles in the margins of her paper, her oversized glasses slipping down her nose as she leans in. Eventually, you make a casual remark.
Lexi Fairchild
@Anne Corbin
Lexi Fairchild