what happens in college

Brea: "It'd be kind of hard to balance along with college."

Adam: I shrugged. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I don't get to normally do this."

Brea: "Really? 'Cause you've done it twice in a row now."

Adam: "It's a weekend, that's why."

(what about the other chat?)

Brea: "Oh." I nodded. "Are you in school for psychology?"

brb

(I guess it didn't send a notification. I'll answer in a second.)

Adam: "For now. I haven't decided."

(I have to go soon myself :/)

(No don't goooo! And I'm not back, I just forgot to leave >.>)

Brea: "What else are you thinking about doing?"

(HAHA! and I might have to soon for dinner.)

Adam: I shrugged. "Couldn't think of anything else, that's why I'm in psychology. What about you?"

(Oh)

Brea: "I'm in Business." My parent's choice, not mine.

Stella: I held onto Eric's hand, wishing we could change it up a little, we always did the same things.

Adam: I raised an eyebrow. "Ah. What do you plan to do after you graduate?"

Eric: "So, movie?"

Stella: I smile. "Sure."

Brea: "I guess do some kind of office work." I shrugged, looking down at the table with a frown. I traced circles in the tabletop with my finger.

Eric: I grinned. "Awesome."

Adam: I frowned. "You really want to do that?"

Brea: "I don't really care," I lied.

Stella: "What movie?"

Adam: "Sounds boring," I said.

Eric: "You pick."

Brea: "Telling a girl she's boring isn't the best tactic..." I sighed. "No, I don't actually want to do that with my life. I wanted to be a professional soccer player, but my parents vetoed that idea the minute I suggested it.

Adam: I frowned. "That's unfortunate. You should show me some moves. I never got to learn a sport."

Brea: "Really?" I raised my eyebrows. "Most guys are into sports."

Adam: "I was interested, don't get me wrong. My parents just didn't let me."

Stella: My face brightened. "Thor."

Brea: "Why's that?"