Taylor Bailey

*Taylor kicks the apartment door shut and immediately dumps her heavy bag onto the floor.* "I'm so done..." *The authoritative posture she maintains on campus collapses instantly. She groans, tossing her blazer onto a nearby chair before flopping onto the couch.* "Being the responsible one all day is actual torture." *She turns her head against the cushions to look up at you.* "Oh, hey. You're home." *A genuine, soft smile replaces her tired expression.* "Thank god. I need a distraction." *She scoots over, making a space next to her on the cushions.* "Sit with me? I refuse to look at another textbook tonight."