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..........dαмoи αитнoиу яυѕт
"уσʋ κиσω тσ κɛɛρ
уσʋя нσρɛѕ ʋρ нιgн
αиd уσʋя нɛαd dσωи lσω"
dαмoи αитнoиу яυѕт..........
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The door opened to reveal not Ali, but some girl with... blue hair? Yes it was blue. Must be Ali's roommate, he thought to himself. At least the girl seemed nice enough. After he was invited inside he quickly plopped down on Ali's bed, affirming that he was indeed looking for her. It seemed she still needed to unpack some things, maybe he would ask if she needed help, although he knew that she didn't. He just didn't know what he was going to do all day. His gaze shifted back to the blue haired girl as she asked for his name and told him her own.
"Damon." he responded, smiling slightly. "I'm Ali's brother." he wasn't sure if that was need to know info or not, maybe Ali had already told her. Oh well. "So," he said, pushing off of Ali's bed and looking around their room, "is it your first year here to?" he asked. He wasn't very interested in her answer, but Ali took long showers. He might be here for a while, depending on when she got in. He looked pointedly at a kitten poster that he knew did not belong to Ali. They're going to get along just fine if she is new... he smiled to himself as he waited for an answer.
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..........αиdяɛω ʝαмɛѕ нαтнαωαу
"ιѕ ιт ѕɛт ιи ѕтσиɛ
cσʋld ѕσмɛσиɛ тɛll мɛ ρlɛαѕɛ
αм ι αll αlσиɛ?
αм ι ʝʋѕт σʋт σf яɛαcн?"
αиdяɛω ʝαмɛѕ нαтнαωαу..........
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Andrew walked slowly through the halls, handing out random "Sorry's and excuse me's!" Almost everyone didn't care, they glared at him just the same. Although at one point he saw Eris Slavin shoving people aside. That earned her a few insults. The person soon regretted it though, she seemed to be in a bad mood. He had attended Carmichael for three years, so he knew Eris pretty well. Or, just about as well as the rest of the school. She had been his dance partner once, unfortunately for her, and she seemed to be okay. But this year, she just seemed more pissed than usual. Everyone who had attended Carmichael before, knew to stay out of her way. And today was no different.
He was finally able to make it to the Main Office, but it was even more crowded than the halls. After a while, he eventually made it to the receptionist. "Hello Miss Fields." he smiled, the woman gave him a grateful smile and handed him his schedule, dorm assignment, and dorm keys. He gave her a nod before fighting his way back into the hallway. Did people have no idea what "personal space" was? He shook his head and continued on his way.