^that's zylen atkins^
i finally see the dorm im supposed to be in and i look down to my keys and i say to myself 'room 279' and start looking for my room 'room 274, 275, ...277, 278, and 279 FINALLY TOOK ME LONG ENOUGH' i said myself. after everyone stopped looking at me i slip the key in the keyhole to walk into some sort of summoning of satin or something. i mean there are cinnamon scented candles everywhere and he saying stuff like "ommmwakatoue eeshitaki fowmatre" and not even acknowledging i was there.
"hey umm you must be my roomate umm Zylen Atkins"
"im kyle"
he still isnt acknowledging im there so i just kind of blew out three of his candles and he turned almost immediately turns and hisses at me.
he lunges towards me grabbing me at the collar of my neck and pinning me against the wall.
"dont you ever touch my stuff again or i swear to god i will rip your head off", he growls at me
"but i-i didnt actually touch your stuff"
"do you have a deathwish or something"
"not really"
"then stay to your side of the room and DO NOT UNLESS IT'S AN EMERGANCY CROSS TO MY SIDE OF THE ROOM GOT IT PIN-HEAD"
great now i have a crazy ass i dont even know what a satin worshipper as a roommate. whatever i should just start to unpack, as im unpacking my phone that i got from the school off goes off. that doesnt make any sense i just got this i dont even know the number let alone anyone else. i answer and the phone just turns really hot and almost burns my ear. the person on the phone says stuff like 'kyle is all grown up' 'but hes still not ready for that yet' and the phone just hangs up.
i finish unpacking and in the middle of me making my bed i get a sharp pain all down my arm. i loom down to see a large line of blood just gushing out of my arm. i rush to the bathroom and hurriedly wash the blood of my arm to see no scratches. but it still hurts, gosh just nothing makes sense today.
i go back to the room to see my freakish roommate left and i finish making my bed.
alrighty then time to go find a job on the school campus.
hey thank you for reading i really really appreciate it sorry the story still isnt a thriller but i promise its getting there no need to worry ill have it more thrilling soon im just trying to get background stuff first so feel free to complain in the comments cause it is coming i promise you that
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