Emily strolled down to the lake at the UEA. She had
been told it was particularly quiet and a nice place to reflect. She'd hopped
on a bus and had decided to take it easy, wandering around the huge concrete
buildings in both awe and slight...disdain? She had to admit, it was truly
beautiful over at the lake, the leaves moving in the breeze. She had always
loved the evenings...ever since she was a child...and coming to a place like
this just reminded her of the beauty she saw back home in Kent.
Her musings were quickly interrupted though.
A rather harrassed young woman, barely older than herself (she guessed), was almost striding along the path, and Emily figured she'd eventually walk into her.
