Teaching was something that felt familiar to her and entirely foreign all at once. It seemed like she had taught a long time ago, longer than she would have expected. All of her lesson plans were rusty, and it felt odd to have her dark hair tucked in a bun. Rolling her fingers together, Ana felt like she was missing something there, and she didn't know why. How bad at this damned accident been?!

After a moment, Ana reached up to take her hair down and instead she touched the dry erase marker that she had stuck in her bun at some point. Sighing loudly, all Ana could think was: why had she done that? When had she done that?! Ugh, that didn't seem like something that she would have done at all! But there it was and she jerked it out with a force that was entirely unnecessary, making her hair a bit lopsided.

Heading towards the coffee machine, Ana looked over to the woman at the table with the coffee in front of her. "Is it as bad as it looks?" The question came as she lifted the pot and gave it a swirl, wondering if diner coffee ever got as thick and gross looking as the one here in the teacher's lounge.