Khatte's eyes drifted from the door of the music room to the overweight messenger bag at his side. The weight was giving him grief as he waited for Vivian. Besides the flick of his wrist to check a watch, he had hardly moved for several minutes. He pulled out a book, easing the weight of his messenger back if only slightly, and leaned against the wall to read while waiting.

It didn't take long for Vivian to walk out of class, but by then, Khatte was already absorbed in his book. She flicked his wrist lightly to get his attention.

"Did you want a ride to the library again?" Vivian asked with a bright grin on her face.

Khatte looked up from his book to the twinkling green eyes of his friend and gave her a brief nod. He took note of the page he was on and tucked it back into his bag. Both of them walked down the hall, towards the entrance to the parking lot.

"I thought it would be easier to get a ride from you rather than walk to the bus station," Khatte said, sticking his hands in his pockets to fish out some cash he'd put in their earlier. He took out a five and stuffed it into Vivian's hand. "It's gas money."

"It hardly makes up for all the times you've bummed a ride," Vivian said, chuckling as they opened the doors and stepped out into one of the college's many parking lots. "But thanks anyway."