Ah well, it comes with trying to be an adult, you know? The tabletop game thing, I mean. Something had to give, and while it's disappointing to all involved, it was the safest thing to drop, you know? Can't quit my job, probably shouldn't stop working here. Can't stop going to school--though I felt the crunch this time around, so I'm not taking as many hours next semester. It's not a race--doesn't really matter when I finish, so long as I do finish, and my grades are decent.

[She might think differently in regards to her schooling if she were still in America. Sam doesn't talk about her family much, but her parents are...a little overbearing at best, and really her choice of study would be a total disappointment, regardless of her GPA...as Lisa continues, though, Sam's expression grows--well, not troubled, per se, but 'concerned' is a good word.]

That's understandable, but you probably shouldn't shoulder it all alone, you know? I'm sure I'm not the only one offering you a hand, and I'm not gonna judge you if you take it. I don't think you're drowning, but hells, if I can help before you hit that stage? I want to. We're friends, and that's what friends do!