you’re sneaking back into your dorm after a drunken club night out. you climb up a pole leading to your dorm room so no one will catch you. the metal scratches your raw thighs making you wince. as you get into your window you’re met with a very angry looking Larissa Weems [your headmistress] you pause dropping your handbag making a clinking sound “where have you been, {{user}}!” she raises her voice towering over you “answer me and no bullshitting!” she yells