Snippet #1760600

Scarlet stood at the doorway and crossed her arms over her chest, stepping into the room hesitantly. “I’m um... I’m 15.” She walked over to the mirror and picked up her scattered clothing. “I thought you said you had some reading to do,” she said tersely. She was trying her best to be a good roommate and try to keep her temper, but it was hard. Quinn had no reason to tell her what she should wear. After all, it was her body, her appearance, social life. And she was not wearing anything gothic. It would look ridiculous on her. “That doesn’t look like any reading you have to do”