“Oh my god, they were roommates!” She quoted, grinning. I knew there was nothing to say that could dig me out of this.
“Oh shut up.” I said, deciding to just put an end to it. “How about you?” I bit into my burger.
“Nothing exciting, just working on projects really.” Carly was an art major, and would spend weeks on a single project sometimes. It was massively impressive, and it showed in her art. I swear she could paint or draw anything that exists and probably most things that didn’t.
“The river?” I asked. That was the last work in progress I had seen. It was a landscape focusing on, you guessed it, a river.
“Nah, finished that last Thursday.” She said, “Started drawing a character this time around. A girl from the 1700s.” It blew my mind how wide of a range Carly had.