I’m new to this college, first night in the dorm, dragging myself down the hallway late as hell, hoodie on, eyes heavy. When I finally open the door, my roommate already there. She fine-fine. Darkskin, long lashes, silk bonnet on, designer slides kicked off by the bed like she don’t even care how much they cost. You can tell she got money just by how calm she move.

She looks up at me and smiles like she been waiting. Real chill, real warm.

“Damn, you look tired,” she says, scooting over without even asking. “C’mere.”

She clingy in a soft way, arms already opening, like it’s normal. She smells good, room warm, lights low