precious one;

“i know — i know. it looks bad.” kamea started, her nose crinkling at the look on the other’s face. she bit down on her bottom lip, just imagining what the person must think of the black eye forming on her face. “i was at swim practice... someone had slowed down and i didn’t realise. next thing you know, it’s a swift kick to the face. — but really, i’m fine.”

Sure, it was early on in the semester, but Kamea always liked to start her studying early. Plus, this would be her third year at college so she already knew the workload might kill her. Hence why she was at the park — it was still nice out, so she was going to make the most of it and set up shop on the grass and waste the day away rifling through textbooks and scribbling notes. Hearing the voice, she startled slightly, but quickly recovered. “Oh, are you sure?” She asked softly, her voice tilting to the side slightly. She definitely hope the woman was serious because she just might have left her snacks at home.

It wasn’t unusual to find Kamea at a gym. Usually she utilised the one on campus — but she didn’t have class today so she’d figured she’d swing by the Fitness Factory. She was half way through her workout when she decided a water break was necessary. The girl was walking towards the fountain when she heard a voice. Raising an eyebrow, she turned to face the girl. “Oh, for sure. Not a doubt about it —they secretly love watching us suffer.”

anyone else would probably be offended that the person they were talking to wasn’t really listening to a word that they were saying — but kamea wasn’t really one to make a fuss. “oh — right. kamea — or mea, whatever’s easiest.” she quipped with a shrug. “don’t worry about it, we all have those days.”