#bravenewopen

Nick didn’t even try to hide his yawn and he stood, help up by his mop in the corridor. It was probably something to do with the fact that he’d had a super busy, late night, with a lot of heavy drinking involved... No, there had to be something else he could blame, that sounded terrible to an employer. Rubbing his long face, Nick assumed he was more likely to get fired for sleeping on the job than for taking a break to grab the darkest, hottest coffee he could find. 

This led him to the break room and the coffee machine, where, once he’d flipped the switch and set it away, Nick was leaning on the counter, eyes closed. Even though he heard the footsteps approaching, Nick was the sort of tired that makes it very difficult to open your eyes again once you’ve given in and closed them. 

Considering everyone survived through the first day of Finals, Meredith thought the school was at least coming back to some way of normal. She was still a little weary, but actually sleeping the night before helped a lot more than she thought it would.

Meredith hadn’t been able to sleep, especially once the sirens started. She figured she looked a sight, barely bothering to get dressed, at least not the business casual that she normally did. She couldn’t imagine what the other students were feeling- Yuki has been one of them. Meredith knew she was about as wound up on anxious-energy as she could manage.

Standing at the front of the dining hall, Ash felt as though she was right back in middle school. Everyone already had their friends, and most of the tables were taken up. Chris said he’d catch up with her, so she’d just have to find a table on her own. 

Wandering around their new campus, Luke was perfectly happy staring at it all through the lense of their camera. It hadn’t really hit them yet, that they were away from home and security and their mom, but that was fine. They were sure that whenever the panic attack hit, they’d be able to find somewhere in the school they could hide away - it was big enough after all. 

Ant was currently in a darkened alley. After he had nearly escaped the confines to the god forsaken mental institution he was in. He had manged to get away with the help of his new found ability. All he had to do was just think about whatever he wanted and it happen like he had control over the world around him. It came in handy when he had to take out the guard in front of the exit. All he did was imagine him feeling the worst pain he had ever felt and soon the man had collapsed on the ground writhing in agony. 

The day was drawing to a close, and instead of just going home to an empty apartment, Sasha decided that having a nice meal would lift her spirits far more. Even with her and the intern working tirelessly on the machine, they were still missing key elements, necessary for completing it. 

Walking into a diner not far from work, Sasha took a seat in a booth and glanced around. She already knew what she was going to get, so looking at the menu was pointless. Sasha instead turned her attention to someone sitting not far from where she was. Though she couldn’t put a name to the face, she knew she recognized them.

Scientifically, Scoot knew there were about 1000 better things that they could be eating, but there just something about New York pizza that they couldn’t resist. So they turned off the part of their brain that counted E-numbers and calories, and headed out to their favourite take-away.

Whilst standing in line, Scoot noticed something fall from the person in front of them. They quickly tapped the person on the shoulder and pointed to the ground. “I uh, i think you dropped something?”