You Don't Know Me

2.

The average adult needs between 7 to 9 hours of nightly rest to function at their best the following day.

And that's great for all of those healthy citizens but for exceptional daily functioning, I, on the other hand, need 8 to 10

...

Four...

That's the total amount of hours of sleep that I received throughout the entire night, and in my 18 years of life, I have never felt as lethargic as I do now.

This doesn't happen to me.

Less than 8 hours of sleep does not just happen to me and I blame it all on that eerie termagant that has not one ounce of respect for the amenity of others, with her unnecessarily bright laptop screen and obnoxiously loud movies, not to mention, her walking in and out to get her late night food delivery

God, What a-

" 'The hell happened in here?? This vibe shift is making me uncomfortable", I abandoned my thoughts and slipped my head out from under the covers to greet Dinah and Normani, who casually strolled through the door

I nearly asked them how they even got in but judging by the fact that Cruella isn't in her bed and I don't hear any noise in the bathroom, I guess it's safe to say that she left and didn't close the door

"Good morning", I mumbled lifelessly as a brisk yawn escaped my lips

"It smells like lung cancer in here.... with a hint of lavender", Normani picked up the air freshener that I had sitting on my desk and began circling the room, spraying as frequently as she possibly could

I attempted to tell her that I tried that already but I don't have enough voice to get her attention and my arms are so limp that it looks more like I'm twitching than waving her this way

"So who's your new roommate?", Dinah dangled the, narcotic coded, black leather jacket on her index finger and starred at it in disturbance, "She seems, ...interesting"

I glanced over at the left side of the room to see if that ring of keys was still on the girl's nightstand and strangely enough, it was

I pointed at it, hoping that Dinah would get the message I was trying to convey without having to verbally explain it because I genuinely can't find the energy

"Oh shit, YOUR ROOMMATE IS HOTBOX GIRL?! Does she have a name?", Dinah hopped up on my bed and anxiously waited for me to enlighten her on the details of my newfound cellmate

"I'm sure she does but whatever it is, I don't know it. She won't even so much as breathe in my direction, let alone tell me what her name is", I idly got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom, preparing myself to see toothpaste all over the sink and the toilet seat off of the hinges

"Hot box wha-?" Normani questioned, "you know what, I don't even wanna know. Did you try to introduce yourself?"

I stuck my body out of the bathroom door to continue conversation while still carrying on with my dental routine

"Nope. She clearly didn't want to be bothered and frankly, neither did I. Especially not by her", I mumbled over my toothbrush before beginning to brush, "I mean howw cwan thomebody just be wraised wi such terrible mawwers"

"Hey, hun", Dinah called

"Hmm?" I paused questioningly