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KENTWOOD'S DORM ROOMS are more like some hotel resort. They're very roomy, and I was glad to find out that every room was assigned to one person (meaning no roommates).
One thing I don't like is how thin the walls are. Currently, my next door neighbor is blasting music through their stereo.
After the day I've had, all I want to do is sleep and their music is making that impossible.After many frustrated sighs, tosses, and turns, i decided to go ask them (as politely as I am able to) to turn their music down.
I throw my legs over the side of my bed and throw on my fluffy house shoes.
I knocked on the door, and without a response, I turned to beating on it to be heard over the music.
The door swings over, revealing no one other than Asher Gray. He only had a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair was wet, and remaining droplets of water resided on his body. One thing was for sure, his body was sculpted for the gods. It was a shame that a body like that had to belong to an asshole like him.
"Oh, you've gotta be fucking kidding me." I mutter under my breath
He takes my appearance in, as he looks me up and down. Becoming quite self conscious, I pull my white cardigan tighter across my body. I was clad underneath in a matching pajama set; a cropped grey tank top with two stripes running down the sides and grey shorts with matching stripes down the side as well. My hair was in a messy bun, my face bare.
"What are you doing, stalking me?" He ask with a smirk present on his face.
I pause for a minute, sarcastically, to make it seem like i was deep in thought. "Hm, as great as that sounds, no. Unfortunately, my dorms next door. " I state, pointing my thumb towards my door.
"I can't get rid of you, can I? " He jokes
"Seems that way, but that's not the point. I'm trying to sleep and your music is making that really difficult. Do you think you could turn it down ?"
"I don't think so " He laughs
Before I can explode on him, a high pitched voice interrupts us as it continues down the hall.
"Everly!" The voice belongs to Verena.
She runs up to Asher and I, bouncing with energy.
"You two, are friends? " Asher ask
"Yes, And as the great friend I am, I am throwing everly here a welcoming party. " Verena answers
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Bittersweet
Novela JuvenilI'll break you in the most beautiful way, and after i'm done with you, you'll finally see why storms are named after people.