Susan had the day off from the Garden place. Normally Susan never had spare time, not even when she was a child. There was always a book to read, or a song to play. Often she went to a quiet spot, like a field, and just relaxed. She always got so stressed as a child, and with good reason. She was at the top of her class and she worked hard to earn that tittle.
She was on her bed playing her guitar. She never played to loud, mainly because Stan (the guy across the hall) had really good hearing. He always complained. Susan didn’t really know what to do. She just wanted someone to do whatever with.