Snippet #1097661

"Oh I'm really sorry about that. You seem to be really chic, let's just hope we would get along. I'd be nice I promise, just got a list of pet peeves." She giggled, genuinely this time.

Eve smiled brightly and giggled as well, “Thanks, I try.” She said, tossing a sea of golden curls over her shoulder before taking a few steps into the room. “I don’t have many pet peeves, really. Ask before you borrow and maintain proper hygiene and I’m a happy girl.” She said, wrinkling her nose as she remembered a previous roommate she had lived with for a very short period of time.

"And... I might occupy a lot of space with my luggage and stuff, and I have observed that you will be doing the same. I see that you and I are on the same wave about fashion," she smiled. She showed her numerous quantity of her luggage. There were 6 trolleys and 3 huge boxes piled up at the corner.
"Sorry about that, more would be coming in," She smirked.

Eve clapped her hands together in delight, an action that would have looked childish had it been done by any one else but looked endearing on her. “Don’t apologize for having such wonderful things, Marie!” She said enthusiastically, rolling her bag over to where her cello and saxophone cases sat against the wall (Thank goodness for Nate). She placed her purse, bag, and suitcase next to them and then turned back to the pretty brunette, still smiling as brightly as ever.

“The rest of my things should be arriving in a day or two. I was traveling up until the last minute before I had to come here and so I didn’t have any time to properly pack all my things.” She explained quickly, flicking her hand in the air as though to say ‘how silly of me’.

“I’d say the school has some potential.” Evelynne said, walking casually across the room to take a seat in one of the extravagant arm chairs, and then leaned forward and continued in a confidential whisper, “Some very hot boys, I might add. Serious potential there.” She said and then smirked softly before leaning back in the chair.

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Hayden ran a hand through his hair, staring at the elevator numbers as he went up a few floors. A high pitched beep alerted him to the fact that he had arrived. He groaned, running his hand through his hair again, and felt agitation rise in him.

“What shitty stuff.” Hayden muttered, feeling himself burning out already. He made a mental note to find a new resource at the school, as his old guy wasn’t dealing decent shit anymore.

He strolled down the hall, slipping past other guys who were talking loudly and crudely, and finally came to a stop in front of his room. Without hesitating, just wanting to pass out for a few hours, he opened the door and walked in. One side of the room was full of a his things (only a few bags), while the other side was full of someone elses stuff and a random guy asleep on the bed. Hayden shrugged, assuming it was his roommate, and shut the door softly before crossing the room to his own bed. Without wasting another moment, he fell back onto the bad and passed out on top of the sheets.