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         It had been an exhausting week for Angel between shopping, studying, and generally trying to get his bearings straight, but it was finally Friday night and there was nothing major to worry about for the next week’s classes. The robust student had been in the middle of a series of vigorous yoga positions when the sound of a quick, harsh rapping came upon his door, and not wanting to lose too much heat he continued with one more series starting from plank position, down to a pushup, breathing into an upward facing dog, and finally rolling back onto his heels into a downward facing dog before jumping his feet forwards and rising up to face the door.

“One second please,” called out Angel, hoping whoever it was did not want to bother him for very long. After opening the door he was faced with a somewhat smaller man with large spectacles decorating a plump face.

“Yes uhm… Angel?” The man had Anglicized the name by pronouncing the ‘G’ instead of making the ‘H’ sound, which always served to aggravate Angel through its seeming lack of courtesy. “You haven’t answered the door all week. All students are required to answer the door when a student assembly member knocks. Why haven’t you answered? I can have you punished you know!” The little rotund man sounded quite aggravated himself as his chin bobbed up and down while his jowls flapped about comically.

“I have been busy this week. This is the first day I have been around at this time, but I am sorry and will try better next time.” He had always disliked when a person felt they needed to act harshly to feel happy, but in these situations it always seemed best to act complacently while they threatened you and pointed fingers. “May I ask what has been so important? I have not broken any rules have I?”

“Well…uhm no, but you need to be more careful in case of next time! There is a student assembly tomorrow at six o’clock to help the students better orientate themselves for the school year. Here’s the information.” The little man had seemed rather flabbergasted by Angel’s seeming acquiescence to his authority, but he seemed to regain some form of composure by the time he handed Angel the flyer promoting the assembly.

After the little man departed Angel closed the door and examined the piece of paper he was just handed. In truth he had known about the assembly and been handed several of these flyers by other students, but he had not wanted to make to little man feel bad about his continued efforts that were all for naught. No matter the bother he had just lost enough momentum from his exercise and been distracted enough to give a once over of the lonely room. Apparently no other student had been assigned to this room, and even though he enjoyed the peacefulness things tended to get a little boring.

Not wanting to spend yet another night alone the solitary student sat down quietly to try and think about what there was to do in this town. Of course it was a college town so there were bars and night clubs in the plenty to attend, but he had also noticed several cinemas and theatres that had several tentatively exciting possibilities. Unfortunately Angel always had a difficult time with crowds, social anxiety had been a problem for years, and he always felt overly awkward about attending a movie or play alone. Fortunately there was always a last resort, and reaching for his phone Angel decided best to stick with his gut.

After several rings a more than familiar voice answered the call, “Bueno?”

“Como estas jefito? Es me su hijo, Angel. Si eres tomando con los otros ahora hoy o qué?” How are you doing father. It is me, your son Angel. Are you drinking with the others today or what?

“Oh Angelito! Estoy cansado, pero si nosotros amos tomando hoy. Si eres aviene para el cuadro?” Oh Angel! I am tired, but yes we are drinking today. Are you coming to the room?

“Si jefito. Yo no tengo mucha tarea para la semana próxima y quiero toma una cerveza con compadres.” Yes dad. I do not have much work for next week and I want to drink a beer with some friends.

“No tenemos problemas se te vas par aquí. Adiós.” We don’t have any problems if you come here. Goodbye.

Without much hesitation Angel hung up the phone and quickly hopped into the shower to wash the sweat off. It was not more than a quick rinse before he jumped out again and quickly tossed on a set of clothes while grabbing his keys and wallet. Not even glancing back at the door Angel expediently headed down the hallway and proceeded outside into the night, and having stopped after exiting the large double doors he took a breath and looked around the still bustling campus grounds. It may not be the best night, but it won’t be the worst.