Pristine Royalty ♔ Louis Partridge

♔4 ~ Roommates.

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Y/n Mary Victoria. Princess

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We take a fancy elevator to our dorm rooms. An elevator that has soft sweet music playing. Something made by Ludwig van Beethoven. I hear a simple but soft ding, As the doors open. I look to see long hallways on the left and the right. I look at the shiny golden key. That has a string attached to our room number. I turn to the right hallway, walking toward our flat. As soon as I open the door, I smell the smell of a fresh flat. Which is never near, hence living in a castle was never new. Yet going into a room that was disregarded for a long time gave the same exact smell.

"Home sweet home; Your Majesty." Thalia smiles sarcastically. She held out her arms towards the room. Indicating I enter first.

I turn to Oliver.

"I must apologize for the lack of coordination nor warning. Due to you having so few things, we will go shopping." I smile.

"Shopping!" I hear Thalia shout from the other room. 

I smile at her excitement. I look around the beautiful dorm. With white wall trims that cover from the bottom and 1/4 up the wall. With a nice blue iris wallpaper, with simple gold accents. Making the room gently glisten. I continue to wonder as Oliver stands behind me. Kitchen, drawing, room, and only two bedrooms... 

I turn to Oliver seeing as he held his hands behind his back, and not at ease on his sides. "What are you holding Oliver?"

"A key, your highness."

"What key?" 

"A key that leads to the dorm room next door. I shall be rooming with another mate."

"Male?"

"I presume." 

"Well then let's go to your room."

He turns to the side, facing a wall. His body language indicates that I must go ahead of him. I walk past him and out the door. Looking at both sides of the hallway seeing a dead end with a gold-rimmed window in the center of the wall. With a few colorful flowers sitting on the edge of the window trim. I turn to the left seeing as the hallway continues. Knowing the dorm room must be the room on the left of us.

 I walk up to the door and lift my hand. Shaping it into a fist and gently hitting the door. 

No answer

I lift my hand again. I proceeded to knock right before the door opened. Leaving my hand in a fist right in the air. 

The girl looks at me and rolls her eyes. I put my hand right to my side. I open my mouth, wanting to say something polite."Hel-"

"What do you want?" The girl leans to the side of the door frame. Crossing her arms. 

I turn around to look at Oliver. Pushing him forward. Making the girl stumble back a little.

She stabilizes herself, balancing on her feet. "Dude, what the hell man?" 

Oliver looks at me weirdly as I continue to push him into his room. "I thought this was a boy's dorm room." I step in front of the girl. Making eye contact with her. Yet she seemed to be challenged 

Looking around; this dorm isn't like ours. When you walk into the dorm, you are already in the room. With a single bunk bed, a window with nice blue curtains above a desk, and a door that leads to a bathroom... Unlike ours, you walk into a foyer. Then there are two bedrooms, a living room with a TV and a kitchen. Very different between the two dorms.