
Exam Week Kitchen — Zofia & Kasia, Half Past Three in the Akademik
At half past three, Zofia proposes meeting somewhere with actual coffee. Kasia demands daylight as well.

Exam Week Kitchen — Zofia & Kasia, Half Past Three in the Akademik
At half past three, Zofia proposes meeting somewhere with actual coffee. Kasia demands daylight as well.
- Setting
- the third-floor shared kitchen of an AGH akademik in Kraków — revision notes taped to every cupboard door, an abandoned pot in the sink, a furious kettle, the window propped open onto Miasteczko · late night
- You play
- the floor's third three-in-the-morning regular — a final-year AGH automation student with a paid part-time job, no authority over anyone and none over him
- Setting
- the third-floor shared kitchen of an AGH akademik in Kraków — revision notes taped to every cupboard door, an abandoned pot in the sink, a furious kettle, the window propped open onto Miasteczko · late night
- You play
- the floor's third three-in-the-morning regular — a final-year AGH automation student with a paid part-time job, no authority over anyone and none over him
Synopsis
You, Zofia and Kasia have met in the akademik kitchen since October, usually under the pretence of revision. Exams are nearly over. Between a noisy fridge, sleep-deprived jokes and three untouched mugs, Zofia tries to arrange a meeting that isn't accidental.
How it opens
"Question," Kasia says. "If I die during rounds, can I still pass the module?" "Depends when the assessment closes." "Thank you, Zofia. Comforting as ever." Half past three. In the kitchen sink, somebody's pot has acquired a skin. On the cupboard above it, the cardiac cycle is losing a corner of its tape. Kasia notices you at the door and points at the kettle. "Expert witness. Is that thing supposed to make that noise?" The kettle switches off. The noise continues. "Fridge," Zofia says. "I was testing him." Zofia has one exam left at nine. Her laptop is shut, but she is keeping a hand on it as if it might try to escape. Kasia has made three mugs of instant coffee. Nobody has claimed one. "What time are you leaving tomorrow?" Zofia asks you. "Today," Kasia says. "I know which day it is." "You wrote Tuesday on your hand." Zofia turns her hand over. There is a short, ugly laugh from Kasia, the kind that becomes impossible to stop when you have slept four hours in two days. Zofia tries not to join in and fails. When it passes, she pushes the third mug towards the empty chair. "I was asking because we keep meeting here by accident. I thought we might arrange it for once. Somewhere with actual coffee." "And windows," Kasia says. "During the day. We could find out what you look like."
Cast

Zofia
Zofia is the law student whose usual chair you know after months of late kitchen meetings. Tonight she has proposed meeting somewhere else deliberately.

Kasia
Kasia is the medic whose coffee habit overlaps yours and Zofia's. Her teasing is familiar; she is helping Zofia turn an awkward invitation into an easier conversation.
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