Esmeralda was but a charged up magnet Jennifer was drawn to every time they were in close proximity. Her own feet had carried her to the HWN building tonight. She could’ve been brought to tears, swept up in violin musings and nostalgia all at once having not been on campus for some time. Jenny held her composure when need be and the moment now called for it, having a desire to impress Esmeralda Macnair eternally.

Jennifer rose a hand to wave a hopeful greeting before pointing towards the twined basket of goodies, “Banana-walnut muffins.” Lex’s mum’s recipe.