Ali woke up to her rat nibbling her hand. "Fuck off,Sylvester. I was having a wet dream about Andy Biersack."

The other girls in the dorm, who were getting dressed already, stared at Ali.


"Shut up have you seen him," Ali retorted to their judging expressions. They shook their heads. "Google him, you poor things."


"Alright, Sylvester, why the hell did you think it was a good idea to wake this creepy lesbian when we were getting dressed?" One of the girls said.


"Okay but I'm pan and even if I were lesbian, I couldn't hit on you Ms. Flat Ass. How does Ron even fuck you?"


"It takes a lot of "daddy" seducing," the phobic girls friend says.

"I mean like it doesn't take a lot of seducing for you and Henry to fuck, Ali," the phobe, Samantha, says. "We fuck barely ever and only when we both want to, no seducing required, just some Netflix. "Ali noticed one of the girls had slowed their changing process, blushing sometimes when she looked at Ali. Crap.

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