Darcy
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She looked down at the number on her arm and gave a small smile. He left quickly... kind of awkwardly. She wasnt exactly sure why. She called out with a hasty goodbye, then walked into the room. She dumped the dog on a mattress, and dumped her bad on the other. A big cloud of dust rose from the mattress, and she coughed harshly. She backed out of the dorm, waving her arms like she was being attacked by bees. "Yeah... I don't think so." She went about getting the dust out of the mattress, and turning it over. She closed the door and took off her jeans, walking around in a tank top, her underware, and a pair of odd socks. She didn't really want to enter the bathroom just yet. She didn't have a roommate, which was good. Wearing pants all the time was too much effort anyway. She threw out all her stuff onto the floor, and found her cash supply. She made a small assessment of the situation. Spend money on food, or spend it on the dorm room..? She leant against the wall... and her arm went through a spiderweb. Yeah, shed spend it on the room. She chucked on some old denim shorts and headed outside, putting her dog down to run around while she sat on the ground and tried to get her old cell phone to work.
















