It's been a long few years, for Vivian. She's still in university, more or less, but it's been one heck of a time staying atop her studies because crises just keep coming up. First she discovered she was trans, and then she started getting into activism, and the next thing you know she has people crashing on her apartment couch she barely knows. She's helped out maybe two dozen different trans folk at this point, with problems ranging from minor to... not so minor... and her studies are slipping but she doesn't regret it at all.
It's summer, now, and for once she doesn't have class. Instead she's volunteering at a drop-in center. Today's the weekend, though, and she finds herself unexpectedly at a loose end.
Sitting in bed, she looks out over the city from her awkwardly-shaped apartment's window, and absently ponders the sunset.