Allison's POV
Ugh. Social interactions. I had just finished talking with the RA, who insisted on making sure to say 1,000 different things about Kings College instead of just giving me my key. It's not like I didn't like people, I was just kind of awkward. Sometimes it's just weird for me to talk to people I don't know.
I made my way down the hall to my dorm room. Room number 1164. I took a deep breath and prepared to meet my roommates. I knew I have three of them, and I knew that none of them were prior friends. This is going to suck.
I heard screaming from the inside of the door. Fun. I pushed the door open and everybody shut up and looked at me. I totally love awkward social situations.
"Are you our new roommate?" The tallest on in the group said. He had a poofy Afro, the dark curls bouncing whenever he moved. His magenta button-down shirt perfectly matched his shoes. His pants were just plain black.
"Uhh, y-yeah. My name's Allison," I said nervously. For some reason, I had a bad feeling about this guy.
"I'm Thomas. Thomas Jefferson. These are our other roommates, Alexander and Aaron," he gestured toward each man as he said their names.
The shortest one, Alexander, walked up and offered me his hand. I took it, uncomfortable with the handshake. I wasn't really good with physical interaction.
"Hi, I'm Alexander Hamilton. You can use either Alex or Alexander, whichever you prefer," Alex smiled at me before turning back to Thomas.
"Now, Jeffershit, are you going to explain to me exactly why you think the debate club should donate over half of our funding to the French club for absolutely nothing of importance?? You stupid, arrogant..." The conversation continued like this for a long time. Eventually, Aaron looked over at me apologetically and attempted to keep the two men from killing each other. I took this as my cue to leave the main room, backing into a bedroom with my name on the door.
The first thing I did when I got into my room was pull out my phone to text the only people I knew at Kings College, Sarah and Chloe.
Screennames: Sarah: DramaQueen Chloe: UnFuckable Allison: JoltikAndJolteon
JoltikAndJolteon: Guuuuyyssss
JoltikAndJolteon: GUUUUYSSSS
JoltikAndJolteon: @DramaQueen @UnFuckable ANSWER ME
DramaQueen: Oh. My. God. SHUT UP.
DramaQueen: Srry im salty wat is it fam
JoltikAndJolteon: I was just shoved into the ABSOLUTE WORST DORM ON CAMPUS
DramaQueen: Bad roommates?
JoltikAndJolteon: ye
UnFuckable: ik wat u mean I'm not the biggest fan of my roommates either
UnFuckable: they keep making me do FASHION SHOWS. and SHOP. I'm too lazy for this shit
DramaQueen: My roommates aren't terrible, but I was definitely hoping for better. They're too passive, and they never stand up for themselves! Plus, they're all really drunk right now.
JoltikAndJolteon: Mine are definitely NOT passive
JoltikAndJolteon: they're very...loud.
JoltikAndJolteon: and violent
UnFuckable: at least u aren't forced to wear a shit ton of outfits. The only good things about my roommates is that they're easy to talk to. Sometimes they know what ur gonna say before u say it, so they understand everybody really well.
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