Charlie Ruthers

Charlie was sitting in his dorm room listening to some music while working on a paper. It was the first real assignment of the semester and he wanted to make a good impression with the professor. Professor Knutson wanted it tomorrow and Charlie had put it off until today. It was probably going to be a long night, but he figured that since he was committed to not sleeping anyway, he might as well go get some coffee.

Walking up to the Student Commons where the University ran a cafe and a post office. He ordered a coffee and a scone and went to check his mail. Inside his assigned box, he found a package which contained a stone and a letter. He skimmed over the letter. He scoffed at the idea of a wish granting rock; he was here to study the real world, not this fantasy garbage. He figures that this was some stupid promotional thing for one of the many campus clubs. With nary a thought, he threw out the letter and the box. For some reason though he kept a hold on the stone.

*It's pretty and I could use it as a plaything on my desk.* Charlie thought to himself. He had all manner of fidget spinners, stress balls, and other doodads on his desk, this would be another fine addition. Charlie heard his order come up and put the stone in his pocket. He went and grabbed his scone and coffee and thought about heading back to his dorm. *If I head back now, I would need to start my project. I'll just eat this here and head back after. I have all night after all.*

Charlie found a place to sit, set down his coffee, and took a bite of his scone. He idly played with the rock in his pocket with his other hand as he looked over the Student Commons.