Who: Damien & Merope
Where: The dorms, she's coming up with a small box of things and her pet is following her.
Why: They live next door to each other
When: Before the Mark/Damien thing
Some of the people in the main office found her strange, off-putting and weird, not only in appearance but by personality. The girl apparently had no real social skills and had never really attended any kind of school. Merope was lucky to pass a easy equivalent to be able to get in, she had shifted her box in her lithe arms to see the room number. Once she remembered it, she nodded for her rather large snake to follow behind her and it did without problem.
The girl was dress in a dark grey sweater and a long black and gray plaid skirt. Everything about this girl said that she might have been nothing special, dull even. The girl stretched her arms out a little while she went up the stairs, finding herself tired before she even got to the top.
"
Merope, you can't stand there." Her long cobra pointed out, coaxing her to go up the stairs. A sigh passed through her lips and she forced herself up them, approaching the door and fumbling with the keys.