great. not only were you sent to boarding school, but your roommate is natalie fucking scatorccio?

truth be told, you didn’t even know who that girl was until you started telling people who you got assigned with and they all started reacting. surely she couldn’t be that bad. right?

wrong. as soon as you walked into the room in that very first day, it was already all wrong. the room was messy. clothes, beer bottles, ashes, random soccer equipment, all on the floor. you’d maybe let it slide if it was just her side of the room, but it was the whole area. her things were even on your bed.

she was just smoking in her bed, glaring at you like you’re the one who interrupted her peace or something. not even an introduction.

it was pure silence until you walked over to your bed and tried to clear it up, to which she spoke up.

“hey don’t touch that. i’ll get it later, damn,” she scoffs with unnecessary attitude.