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"Junior"

"Oh Well, then he definitely doesn’t live here This is a freshman dorm" As she speaks, she plays with the bottom of her braid and not once does she look ain

"Are you sure your friend said it was Fairview House?"

I falter I was sure, but now…not soout too often, at least not on our own Usually I see hiame parties, or he comes over to my place with our other teah

"Why don’t you call hi down at her striped wool socks as if they’re the s she’s ever seen

"I left my phone at hoh et it buzzed, but I keep forgetting to do it "Is it cool if I use yours?"

"Uh she looks hesitant, she opens the door wider and gestures for me to co, but while one side is neat as a pin, the other is slob central Clearly this girl and her roommate have very different philosophies about tidiness

For some reason, I’m not surprised when she walks over to the tidy side She definitely sees a cell phone froer, then holds it out to es hands, she creeps back toward the door

"You don’t have to stand all the way over there," I say dryly "Unless you’re debating , I swipe the phone screen and pull up the keypad "Don’t worry, gorgeous I’ to murder you"

"Oh, I know that Or at least I think I know that," she staain, lots of serial killers probably seem decent too when you first meet the?" Her eyes widen "Howone day and you uy, and you’re like, oh my God, he’s perfect, and then you’re over at his place and you find a trophy dungeon in the basement with skin suits and Barbie dolls with the eyes ripped out and--"

"Jesus," I cut in "Did anyone ever tell you that you talk a lot?"

Her cheeks are even redder now "Sorry Sorin "I make you nervous?"

"No Well, er danger and all that, though I’erous," she adds hastily "But…you know…"

"Right Ted Bundy," I supply, fighting hard not to laugh