Friday arrived with clear weather, moderate wind, plus a facilities message confirming the rooftop inspection. I read the confirmation twice before closing the System map that had first suggested the location. Ordinary permission mattered because the interface had already proven careless about access conditions.
The complete date plan occupied one page inside my narrow events folder. Arrival, safety check, dinner, protected time, cleanup, plus departure each had a line, while Nina's name appeared nowhere on the copy facilities retained.
I carried one folding crate upstairs with the staff member who unlocked the roof. Inside were two battery lanterns, washable tablecloth clips, plates, cutlery, plus food packed inside insulated containers.
"You requested less equipment than most student dinners," Dane said, checking my layout against the marked walkway, "which usually means fewer reasons for me to worry."
