It was hot. The AC in the dorms was broken and the two of you were cooking alive in Ellie's bedroom, even with two fans and the window open.

You and Ellie were sprawled out on her bed, both of your shirts off as the two of you tried hard to beat the heat.

"The hell is wrong with them?" Ellie muttered. "Why can't they just fix the shit already? We're practically dying in her." She was angry, but she didn't have the energy to make any loud proclamations. It was too hot.