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Griet sat at the window of the cafe, fingers trailing over the stolen notebook.
The university was quiet this time of night, but young students buzzed in the cafe sharing their secrets over a glass of coffee. There wasn't a corner of the room that was quiet. She chewed on a chocolate cookie, listening in on people greeting each other with a cheer. Her eyes remained low, reading the words neatly written on paper as if anyone was going to believe her.
At times she wondered what it would be like if she ever attended university. The nice clothes she would wear and the many hours she'd, legally, spend in the library. Maybe she'd find herself a nice looking scholar and marry well. Become a scientist or an author.
But Ketterdam didn't like its' scientists nor authors. It was cruel to them. Respecting only the ones with good fortune. Ghezen respected money, valued work, not spending hours uselessly bent over a book. Learning wasn't fun. Reading was annoying. Her daydreaming was pointless.
Her crystal green eyes looked up at the sound of the doorbell going off. It was a while since anybody entered or left the cafe. There were already too many people, one of the waiters keeping away anyone who wanted to enter. But this time they didn't even flinch.
"Heard you wanted to speak to me," a female voice said, her copper locks bouncing against her back as she took a seat at the table.
"Have you ever heard about photosynthesis?" she asked, flipping the page to find out the ink had bled through.
"No, not really. Does it have to do anything with internal bleeding?"
"No."
"Then I don't care."
The two shared a smile as Griet pulled her head out of the notebook. "Well, something's bothering you." For starters her hair was red, the shade Griet got to see only once in her life. It was always dark and straight, but this colour really brought in the paleness of her face. It suits her. Gazing deeper into her face she saw the wary look in her eyes.
