The music building at Briar University was almost empty by the time Y/N finally shoved her notebook into her bag. Rain tapped softly against the tall windows lining the hallway while distant laughter echoed somewhere across campus. Most students were probably at one of the hockey parties happening tonight. Typical Friday.

Y/N looked up just in time to see Allie Hayes leaning dramatically against the doorway, coffee in one hand and judgment written all over her face.