Cathrine sat at her desk in her bedroom, mulling over her assignments from the other day. As a college student she didn't go to school as often as most. In fact, she had more days off then a lot of her classmates, mostly because her parents couldn't afford to put her into all of the classes she needed for that semester. This was one of the reasons she was currently going to community college, because she couldn't afford to go to a dorm college. She also planned to be a writer some day so she saw no point in spending all that money when all she would be doing was taking English courses. However, Cathrine was having more than just money issues that day. Another loud bang could be heard from the downstairs, causing to jolt Cathrine out of her focus. Her parents had decided to finish the basement and take out a wall on the first floor, wanting to increase the value of the house as well as making the basement into a rent-able space. That was the reason Cathrine would have to wake to take many of her classes until the summer or when fall semester of next year started. She was not upset about it completely though, once the wall was taken out the house would feel bigger and her mother would finally stop complaining about everything being cramped. The only real problem she had was with all the noise, it was messing with her ability to study. She was already forced to take less classes than she would because of the construction but now it had to ruin her ability to actually pass the classes that she was taking! With a dejected sigh, Cathrine closed up her books for now, it was pointless to even try before their lunch break...She just couldn't bring herself to focus on anything. Instead she headed down the stairs to get something to drink, hoping that it might help clear her mind a bit and allow her at least a little more focus. She walked down the stairs quietly, the stomping of boots getting louder as the sound of men talking about the project could be heard. Among the men though there was one person that she found to be very interesting, mostly because that person was a woman. Now Cathrine wasn't judgmental nor was she sexist but she found it strange to see a woman working on the field for a construction company. She hadn't spoken with her at all though, only seen her pass through the house while working, usually while she was running out the door to school. She wandered into the kitchen where her mother was, drinking a cup of coffee as she typed on her computer, working from home so she could keep an eye on the work happening. Cathrine shuffled to the fridge and opened it, staring blankly at the stuff inside as she tried to make up her mind.