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Aretuza was perhaps one of the more well known accommodation buildings. Although not everyone that had a room in there lasted. There were some people who dropped out of their courses, or were simply forced to leave because their work ethic hadn’t been the best. The majority of the students in that building were girls, but there were a couple of boys.
Yennefer hadn’t really expected to make many friends at University. The home she had left wasn’t friendly, and she certainly hadn’t expected to have actually been friendly with her roommate. Triss was someone that actually made an effort to speak to Yennefer. Although during the first night, she had disappeared and when Yen had asked her about it, it was because Triss had hooked up with someone in a club. Which Yennefer couldn’t blame her for. One of the boys that was in their accommodation building had hooked up with Yen a couple of times.
It was a few weeks into the term and Yennefer had been sleeping peacefully. Only to have the blanket yanked off of her and for Triss to sit on the bed, beside her friend.
“Yenna, you better get your ass out of this bed right now. Istredd has made you a coffee because he thought that you’d appreciate it.” Triss spoke and poked her friend a couple of times.
“Tell him to fuck off. Just because I slept with him doesn’t mean I owe him anything.” Yennefer grumbled and opened her eyes with a frown.
“Tell him yourself. Come on.” Triss took Yennefer’s hands and pulled her up, out of the bed. Luckily it had been a day that Yen had actually worn some form of pyjamas, an oversized Rolling Stones shirt and black leggings.
“Fine.” Yen rolled her eyes and grabbed her room keys, before heading into the communal kitchen. The others had been used to seeing her in pyjamas, and used to her moody demeanor in the Mornings.
“Good Morning Yennefer.” Istredd looked up from where he was leaning against the kitchen counter. “I made you a coffee.” He gestured to the mug on the side. “It should be ready to drink.”
Yen came over and took the mug, taking a sip of the coffee and didn’t even bother to disguise the look of displeasure on her face.
“Gross. I’ll just buy one from the café. I’m skipping breakfast.” She put the mug back down, a little harshly causing the coffee to splash out onto the side a little. She turned and left the kitchen, heading into her own room to get dressed and leave the building for the day.
Geralt had wanted to keep to himself when he had enrolled in the university. Apparently though according to his roommate, they were going to be the best of friends, and Jaskier would spend a lot of time with Geralt. The only times that Jaskier wasn’t around Geralt was when they had been out in a pub or a club and Jaskier had found some girl to flirt with, or he’d recognise a girl that he’d matched with on Tinder and go over to strike up a conversation.
Luckily Jaskier had a part-time job in the campus café so he got Geralt free drinks whenever he wanted them.
Geralt had been sitting in the café, by himself with his laptop open and a coffee mug beside it on the table. He headly looked up at any of the other customers that entered and left. He wasn’t much for people watching.
“I’m sorry, you want what kind of coffee?” Jaskier asked, blinking at the girl behind the counter. He was more used to normal orders of just latte, or a simple White Coffee.
“Jesus. I would like a medium, macadamia and gingerbread latte. With almond milk, two shots of caramel and a shot of espresso. It’s really not that hard.” The girl spoke. “I get it every day, you just don’t serve me normally.”
“Right…” Jaskier frowned and picked up one of the paper cups. “And what name am I putting on this?”
“Yennefer.” She answered. “With a Y.” She added and raised an eyebrow at him. She was used to people getting her name wrong, especially in cafés or coffee shops. She paid for the drink before he could even tell her the price and went over to wait at the pick up counter.
Geralt glanced over to Jaskier and raised an eyebrow slightly. He’d overheard the exchange but decided that he’d only get involved if anything got too violent. He didn’t want to be the type of guy that started fights with women. His eyes took in the girl though, noticing her violet eyes and dark eye makeup, the little nose stud and red lips. Plus she had winged eyeliner that looked like it had a lot of practice put into it to make it so perfect.
Once the coffee had been made, Jaskier placed the cup on the collection counter.
“One weird ass coffee for Yennefer.” He spoke and looked towards the girl as she took the cup and gave him a little look of annoyance. He just had to hope that he would never have a shift when he served her again. No matter how good looking she was. Yennefer left, raven hair making an almost swishing motion as she left the café.
“Of all the customers I’ve ever had to serve, she has got to have been the rudest, most annoying… Geralt are you listening to me?” Jaskier looked over to his friend who was staring in the direction of where the girl had just left.
“Hmm.” Geralt looked up towards Jaskier and raised an eyebrow. “What were you saying?”
“Oh please. You were undressing her with your eyes while she was being unnecessarily rude to me!”
“Would you rather me undress her with my hands?” Geralt looked to Jaskier and raised an eyebrow.
“Unbelievable. You’ll probably never see her again. She looks like the kind of girl that hates men anyway just for existing.” Jaskier rolled his eyes and went back to his workday, muttering under his breath about women.
Yennefer came into her classroom, taking her seat next to Triss and putting the cup of coffee on the desk in front of her as she rummaged through her bag to find her laptop.
“Why does your coffee up say Jennifer with a Y?” Triss asked with a frown, causing Yennefer to look up. She hadn’t actually looked at the cup yet.
“Are you fucking serious? I am going to make a serious complaint about that bloody barista.”
“Whoa, Yenna. He only spelt your name wrong, that isn’t a reason to kill someone.” Triss laughed and looked towards her friend. “What did he do to piss you off so badly?”
“Tried to make out like my coffee order was so complicated. He was an idiot.” She shook her head.
“You really make it your mission to hate every man don’t you babe?” Triss laughed and shook her head.
“Only if they’re idiots.” Yen rolled her eyes and sipped at the coffee. “Which most of them are.”
“And most of the are drooling over you because you’re practically sex on legs.” Triss pointed out to her friend.
“I can’t help being good looking.” Yen grinned at Triss before they settled into a comfortable silence when their Professor had walked in and begun her lecture.
Geralt was sitting in the room he shared with Jaskier a little later, his laptop in front of him on the bed as he was passing the time. He couldn’t get the girl from the café out of his head.
“Geralt!” His roommate’s voice sounded as Jaskier walked through the door, guitar in hand. “Ah there you are. I was starting to think you had run off and left. What are you doing?” Jaskier came over to sit beside Geralt.
“Nothing. What about you? Pissed off any other girls today?” Geralt asked.
“Only that one from the café, you know that normally girls love me. She just had a stick up her arse.” Jaskier rolled his eyes. “I don’t know what you were staring at her so much for. Sure, she was attractive in a scary sort of way but, she was a complete bitch.”
“She had a particular drink, Jaskier. I don’t think you can blame her for being frustrated in the Morning. I’ve seen you without caffeine and it’s not a pretty sight.”
Jaskier scoffed and rolled his eyes, looking at Geralt’s laptop screen at the Facebook search page. Geralt didn’t have that many Facebook friends, he was only friends with Jaskier on there because Jaskier had stolen the laptop and sent himself a friend request.
“You’re not looking her up are you?” Jaskier frowned.
“No.” Geralt answered. “I already did. She’s friends with Triss, that girl I hooked up with once.” He answered.
“Well, let’s see her profile.” Jaskier grabbed the laptop before Geralt could stop him and clicked on his roommate’s latest search history, bringing up Yennefer’s Facebook profile.
Yennefer’s profile was mostly set to private. She had her profile picture on show, which looked like it had been taken at a concert. The cover photo being a stage with Fall Out Boy, which Jaskier scoffed at.
“Oh please. She’s such an ex emo girl.” He scrolled through and found a photo that she had been tagged in that Triss had uploaded. It had Yennefer with three other girls, one of them was Triss but Jaskier didn’t recognise the other two. They must be from her class or her accomodation building.
“What happens if she’s a lesbian?” Jaskier asked Geralt and raised an eyebrow.
“Then I don’t sleep with her?” Geralt frowned. “I’m not gonna flirt with a girl that’s not into guys.” He rolled his eyes. “Anyway, I’m only going to speak to her if I bump into her.”
“Oh yeah. I forgot that you don’t believe in meeting someone online.” Jaskier rolled his eyes.
“Tell me how many girls on your Tinder that you’re still in contact with.” Geralt raised an eyebrow slightly.
“That is different…” Jaskier answered and handed Geralt his laptop back.
What Geralt hadn’t realised was that Jaskier had sent Yennefer a message while he had her profile open.