Poetry Reading | OPEN
Annabelle made her way through the crowded halls of Miskatonic University, surprised by how many people were still on campus this late in the evening. She knew some of them had classes; but she didn't find it possible that the rest of them were there for the English department's poetry reading. She hoped they weren't all there for the reading. She was planning on *trying* to work up the courage to read a piece she'd been working on; but she had the feeling that her nerves would get the best of her and she'd end up just spending the evening listening to others recite their own works. The main reason she was going to the even wasn't because of her love for words and poems. She was hoping that a certain mystery poet would perform and she'd be able to finally find the identify of the person who had been writing her poems last semester. She also was hoping to get to hear some of Aiden's poetry. Even if he didn't end up being her mystery poet, she just wanted to hear his poetic verse.
Making her way into the small auditorium for the reading, she found an empty seat near the back of the room, away from prying eyes and where she wouldn't draw attention to herself. She took the seat and looked around. There were only a handful of students and professors scattered amongst the other seats. Some she recognized; but most were strangers to her. She felt uncomfortable. All she wanted was to see one familiar face. That's when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. "Is this seat taken?" A voice asked.
