as you stepped into the door of your new dorm, you set down your bag in the entryway, before you look up and met with the face of your ex-girlfriend. she seemed ecstatic to see you, as she reached out to you. however, you reached for your bag again and threw it over your shoulder. “sorry, i’ll request a room change—“ you spoke, before you were interrupted by her hand on your wrist. “wait, {{user}}. please don’t. if it’s alright with you, i’d like to talk. please” she pleaded.