Clay has just arrived at the building, with a book in hand as she reads through a novel, called ‘the book thief’. When she found herself lost in it and the world it created, she decided then it's her new favorite read. She had quite a time to spare, as her classes ended early because her professor called in sick. Hence, she’s half an hour early and is leisurely taking her time.
“Hey sexy dorky,” a certain redhead calls out to her with her usual playful tone, her arm around Clay.
“What’s up with the thick rimmed glasses?” she says, noticing the glasses at the tip of Clay’s nose that she uses for reading, “I swear your sense of fashion is dwindling every week.”
“No, I wore them today to annoy you,” Clay teases, grinning.
“Wow, I’m honored. For you to go through such lengths just for me,” Vee coos and Clay laughs, “it doesn’t matter. What’s the point of being overly dressed to work, when I replace them with gray overly loose uniform anyways?”
“Fair point,” the redhead says before removing the glasses gently from Clay, “…bet I can make that work.” She wears it and poses with her uniform that she could somehow make inappropriate.
“Of course,” Clay rolled her eyes fondly at the readhead.