#dual-process

Things were winding down in the theatre. It was earlier than she'd expected and she'd sent a message off to Harvey about it, letting him know that whenever he'd be free to come over, she'd be in her office. They'd granted her the space previously occupied by one of the professors when they left the school- she had since converted the space into a second home. It was littered with set designs and posters, and barely a bare spot was on the walls.  She sat comfortably on the couch, watching as the machine next to her brewed the tea she'd been wanting for hours. There was lots of work to be done, and she was going to focus on her Greek until the other arrived. Latin was a breeze. 

but also pls don't stab me

[text] Harveeeyy! Why do we never hang out anymore? there shouldeddd be another driking nite...imeann obviousluy not tonight. kinda already beat ya to the puncht here..... we should drink soon.

Why are you harassing me about this? You already stabbed me.

Which part, you stabbing me or Johnny kissing me? Because I assure you my friend that both of them occurred.

You were pissed about Johnny kissing me. Do you really not remember this?

No, but seriously, I have a scar. I could've called the police.