vagabond; closed.

Emilie twisted her lips into the smallest of frowns as she studied the incoming freshmen - they were all too cocky for their own good. Most of the students were fresh out high school so she supposed she couldn't expect anything else from the group; it was just disheartening. She didn't remember being a complete twit her first year of university. "You should smile more, you know?" Her friend, Kaitlyn, teased with her usual teasing smirk. "I do smile." Emilie quirked an eyebrow, her eyes moving to study the name she was given. Brian Haner, she didn't know the kid at all, but he just sounded like an ass.

"You don't seem very welcoming. I think I would run if you were my guide." Her friend giggled, before walking away to find the freshmen she was assigned to. Emilie sighed, she knew her friend was right, but she hated these damned things - especially now that she was in her last year. She hated the idea of showing some big-headed freshmen around, while they blatantly ignored her, or asked idiotic questions. It was infuriating.

[ This is probably terrible and I'm sorry. D: ]