A lot of the people from the cast of Chicago had decided to go to a nightclub to get well and truly smashed. Linh had wanted to go with them until she realized she had a paper due for the next day. She never usually forgot about work she had to do! And this was why!
That was why she was currently sat in the library surrounded by drama books and with an annotated copy of 'A Doll's House' next to her. She did love drama and creative writing, she just couldn't stand the thought of all her friends going out drinking while she was here annotating a script. It made her feel pretty miserable.
The library was pretty quiet by now and she hummed, looking over at her phone for a moment, flicking through it before sighing to herself and digging her laptop out of her bag, bringing it out to sit in front of her and bringing up a word document to begin writing her paper.
She vaguely heard the door of the University library opening and closing but didn't pay it much mind as she began to type out her opening sentence.
After a minute she noticed her reflection in the screen and pulled out her makeup bag from her handbag. She pulled her compact and her lipstick out quickly, beginning to reapply it on her lips.
The day had been somewhat hectic with classes, at least for most students. Zane Tennant, a second year at the university had had an interesting Sociology class. He always enjoyed his classes. He entered the library, grateful for the mild silence. His attire a simple green button-up t-shirt and darkwash blue jeans, his pearl crescent necklace sparkling slightly in the lights of the library.
Zane wasn't usually one to over do it after classes were over. He had a few assignments to do but today he wasn't feeling up to overworking himself, he'd do his assignments later. The 26 year old yawned and he rubbed his eyes, tired from the day. "I need some fun.." He muttered under his breath. "Wonder if anyone's up for hanging out..hn.." He passed by Linh and sat by a window, gazing out to the grounds below, humming slightly.
As Linh pressed her lips together, looking in her compact she noticed someone pass by her table and her eyes darted up quickly, catching a face. The guy was quite attractive... She could just imagine his whole face if he cut his hair. Those cheekbones... She could cut herself slapping those.
She smirked to herself, switching back to looking in her compact, putting her lipstick down and picking up her eye pencil, redoing her eye makeup. Once she'd finished she hummed, eyes switching back to the script and her laptop which had locked itself due to the amount of time she'd taken for touching up her makeup.
'Stop procrastinating!' She thought and she groaned, closing her compact and zipping her makeup bag up, pushing it to the edge of the table and beginning to type warily.
Her eyes wandered back tot he guy and she frowned. He looked like he was posing for an album cover or something the way he was sat and the way he looked out the window.
"You know, the lonely prince look only works for heart throbs and male models." She spoke up, smiling teasingly at him.
Zane felt eyes upon him and he mentally grinned to himself. Oh, so he'd caught someone's eye huh? A chuckle elicited from him at the girl's voice speaking and he turned, looking at Linh, his gaze a deep sapphire hue and a playful smirk on his full lips. "Who says I'm a lonely prince?" He queried in a deep, soft voice with an irish lilt to it. "I'm simply looking out the window." He lounged easily as he spoke to her, looking laid back and comfortable, at six foot two, Zane was tall and slender with a bit of muscle and broad shoulders. "Sorry if I made you think I was a heart throb or something, but I assure you, I'm not.." He gave a light shrug, a smile appearing on his face. "I'm Zane, by the way, and you are?"
"Well, nobody said you were a lonely prince, you don't exactly pull the look off well, you seem too happy." Linh smirked, watching him out of the corner of her eye, a grin pulling at the corners of her mouth.
She scanned him quickly, then snorted at his next words, "Don't worry, I didn't mistake you for a heart throb." She smirked, tapping her nails idly on the desk, "A heart throb would actually pull off the lonely prince look." She smirked, tilting her head and leaning back in her seat, "I'm Linh. Pleasure."
Her eyes darted back to her laptop for a minute and she hummed, typing again, "Wanna tell me why you're trying to look cool and aloof?"
"Well, good, I wouldn't want to be that type anyway." Zane replied light-heartedly then chuckled a little bit. "Pleasure to meet you, Linh." He smiled at her then glanced out the window thoughtfully. "Not trying, this is how I look when trying not to think too much." He replied softly. "It's been a busy day." The redhead shrugged slightly. "Sociology and Psychology is kicking my ass." Standing, Zane stretched a little bit then sat down, lounging again.
"It's kind of nice, looking out at the grounds from here." He began. "Though I'd love to just lounge in the grass and stare up at the sky all day and let my thoughts drift....so what's your major?" He glanced over at Linh curiously.
"When you're trying to look like an airhead? Looks like you're doing a good job." Linh smirked, laughing for a moment, tapping her nails again before shifting around in her seat, "You major in Psychology?" She made a face, waving a hand, "Ugh, sounds like such a bore! Don't psycho-analyze me."
As he spoke she smirked, "Maybe don't lie outside, I know what you redheads are like when you're out in the sun too long." She smirked, "You burn like a fire." She continued typing out her paper, eyes scanning over it then frowning and deleting the paragraph she'd just written.
"English and Creative Writing, it's more of a double major actually." She smiled, "A lot more interesting than brains or whatever you do all day long."
"Funny." Full lips quirked into a smile. "I won't even try to psycho-analyze you, I don't have the right to, as for it being boring, no, it's really not. Especially when I'm aiming to be a counsellor for kids that need it."
He rolled his eyes playfully as Linh spoke. "Actually you'd be surprised, some of us tan, much like me.....I'm not as pale as most redheads, as you can tell." He motioned to his lightly sunkissed skin.
"English and Creative writing? I'm assuming you want to be an author, or something?" He queried then snorted. "It's interesting getting into the human psychie.." He mused. "Trying to figure out how people tick, and helping them by getting to the root of the issue...it's fun."
"Ohh." She gave a side shrug. Counsellor for kids, sounded kind of sweet., "Still sounds too boring and science-ey for me." She shook her head, "Wouldn't catch me delving into the brain, sounds tiring,"
When he spoke again she smirked, continuing to type, "Oh, sorry I thought that was just sunburn." She rolled her eyes, turning through the pages in her script and tapping the page with a pencil before underlining something and continuing to type.
"Hmm, that's one of the things I want to do." She shrugged, "I want to perform, I want to be a screenwriter, I want to do a lot." Rereading the paragraph she'd written she sighed, deleting half of it and starting again. "Poetry, Literature. I'm a creative person, not a science one."
"Figuring out what makes people tick? Sounds like someone trying to wind other people up if you ask me." She shook her head, pushing a few books aside to pull her laptop closer, "Or a politician." She smirked, "Such a shame, I thought you weren't that bad too."