Leslie Menzel

Christie and Leslie were on their “off now” phase of their “relationship” but she couldn’t help but miss spending time with him. And as much as she didn’t want to admit it, that was most likely the reason she’d been feeling so out of it lately. She took a glance at her watch and made note of the time- he should be out of class by now, from what she remembered. Grabbing up her backpack, she slung it over her shoulders and onto her back before heading off to the boys’ dorms. Using nothing but muscle memory, she found herself standing in front of his door waiting for him to answer her knock. When the door opened she looked up at the curly haired boy and flashed him a tiny smile, “Hey you, want to go grab a smoothie or something? My treat?”

"Uh.. I hope you weren't lying when you said your treat," Leslie half laughed. "I forgot to bring any money.." he explained, trailing off and bit his lower lips. A few seconds ago, he checked his pockets and realized he only brought his keys and phone with him. He had been completely out of it these past few days and he had no idea why. Maybe spending time with Christie would help him out somehow. Turning to look at the girl, Leslie gave a small sweet smile.

Poppy chuckles as she slips her phone back into her pants pocket, grabbing the bag of apples that she knew Leslie would want. The brunette didn’t care much for apples but prefered raspberries instead and happily bought a small carton full of raspberries so she could snack on while she catches up with one of her closest friends. Poppy walks down the hallway, her feet pitter pattering against the hard floor and comes to a stop in front of the door, knocking a good three times. “If you want your apples open up you dork!”