SHE FROWNS AT THE HANDSOME, BLONDE-HAIRED MALE SITTING BEFORE HER, "Richard? What are you doing here? You don't take this class." She quickly searches around, paranoid that Connor may have assumed the freshman's form to speak to her.
"Oh, I know. I'll be out soon I just want to speak to you." Richard says, panting a little like he had ran up to her.
Aubrey eyes him for a moment, trying to decipher if she is currently being fooled by the gods because there is no sane reason as to why a freshman would want to speak to her first thing in the morning.
He settles into the seat, trying to calm his nerves before smiling at her, "What happened last night?"