Leaving home to go you your dream college was draining. Even after being there multiple semesters you were home sick. Missing your bed, your family, and Abby. Abby who’d assured you you’d be okay before your flight. Abby who’d you called ever night despite the time difference.

You’d been a bit depressed, laying in bed going to classes and skipping parties. Your roommate had noticed. Trying to get you out of your slums. But nothing worked.

Today you were working on a very time consuming project. Your roommate in her bed, chattering about her recent drama as you tuned her out. Stressed enough as it was.

She eventually gave up. Her eyes flickering to the door a bit too often. You working tirelessly. A knock at the door that you’d ignored. Your roommate rolling her eyes and getting up. Letting Abby in. Her surprise to you that you didn’t notice.

Abby smiled at you, your back turned to her. Thinking it was your roommates new boyfriend or something.