Christy

You decide to talk to Christy, after all someone might actually need Yvette for something. Today the young brunette is wearing a light red jacket and a pair of jeans that aren't tight but still manage to show off the swell of her ass. Her long black hair drapes down her back, drawing further attention to her ass as she pushes the cart of books towards the elevators.

"Hey, Christy!" you cry out, jogging over to her.

"John!" she smiles, turning to face you. "What's up?"

"Just had some time to kill and I wanted to see if you wanted to hang out."

"Sure!" Christy brushes some hair back from her face. "I'm heading down to the archives right now, but if you want to wait like five minutes I can take my lunch break."