Roxy was just getting ready to go out. She had finished her classes (and actually attended them today) and now she needed a break. It wasn't like Roxy was really straining herself trying to get good grades. As far as she was concerned she was either going to get into WADA or she was going to work at some little shit-hole until she was discovered. Music was her life and if she couldn't get it one way she was going to try a different road.
Considering what happened last time she went out, Roxy decided it was probably a good idea to put something in her stomach this time. So all dolled up in tight black jeans and a silver halter top, Roxanne made her way out of the girls' dorm hallway and into the main, never-ending hallway. Just in time to round the corner and catch a glimpse of a very familiar back of the head.
"Oi! State your name and your business." Roxy took a couple quick, barefooted steps, up behind him. "Mostly the name part." It wasn't that she couldn't tell the twins apart. Normally she could. But not from just the back of his head.