Hegel House is an old mansion, sturdy but rough and sitting at the edge of the city. It's sole purpose is to house art school students who can't live in student housing, or have nowhere else to live while in school. Students pay what they can, but the house is owned by an old art benefactor and maintained through a trust. The house is back up after a summer of maintenance, and the school year has just begun... It was time for the big "Welcome to the new school year" party at Hegel House. All the new kids were told to invite their friends, and everybody was to bring whatever booze they could. Nothing was said one way or the other about drugs, let everyone fuck their own selves up. There would always be plenty of weed to smoke and smell. Currently, it was mid-afternoon, and Alexa was out in the back, catching some sun, getting on her baseline buzz, and working on a watercolour while she oversaw the workers setting up for the party. The catering crew had been working on the barbecue since that morning, and there would be plenty for all kinds of diets, from the carnivores to the vegans. She herself never went much for the hippie foods, but enough people she knew did, so she always included it. Tonight was all about fun and debauchery. That was the up side of being an artist. She stood up and stretched, her tank top showing off her belly. Adjusting her shorts, Alexa settled back onto her high stool and stared at the canvas, considering her next strokes like she was playing chess. She was soon lost in thought, watching the canvas paint itself in her mind, her beer almost forgotten as it dangled from her hand.