All about that impulse

[bloomofspring]

In oversized dungarees and a crop top with a pair of trainers, she bounces and hops through the Nexus. People could be forgiven for thinking that she's got earphones in, dancing to music that others can't hear and completely oblivious to any stares she gets as she stops and starts suddenly, shaking a shoulder, turning head and limbs sharply to some unheard prompt. Those who have already met her won't be surprised by her brightly coloured hair, but this time it seems like every spin and jump reveals a new colour. It's when she stops that it's easiest to see the subtle flash of colour underneath her skin. Red, green, blue, orange... Look, she's got energy. Hiding it just isn't in her nature.

She hops up onto a bench and clicks her hand with a flick of her wrist. "Yo! So! What's your act of rebellion? Something you're doing or done. Something big or small... Doesn't matter. Tell me what it is."