Colours of green and white, long ailes and plasma screens.
93 modern looking green chairs scattered around just as modern tables.
Food everywhere; at the front counters and at the back in complicated vending machines
Friends and strangers alike sat around talking loudly and cheerfully,
loud laughter and squeals,
Dreadful music.
The scent of coffee and tea, bitter and cringe worthy,
Ballot boxes empty and pathetically strewn on the floor as a group of boys rush past them.
Silence as SU member Fiona shouts at them even as they continue on out through heavy non-automatic glass doors.
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