by jet pack blues » Sun Sep 22, 2013 11:51 am
(Shanks c:)
Sunni Declan;;
I strode down the corridors confidently, Vera Bradley suitcase in tote. I was p'ed off at my parents for them making me come to this stupid boarding school. As I finally found my room, I slid my key in and swung the door open. Sure, maybe I did look a little enraged, but people should've taken it as a warning. Sort of like a rattle snake, I was not to be messed with when I was in that mood. I threw my bags down on my bed, which was already made, and sat down. No roommate, it appeared, which was a miracle for both me and them.
(Lol sorry bad wb, anyone open to be my roomie??)