Eddie's dorm room: Ghost!Ed & Cat
[She didn't care. At all. That was what Selina told herself as she made her way to the boy's floor. So, Ed was going insane. No skin off the kitty cat's back. She was just curious. That was it. Curiosity killed the cat - or, in this case, Cat. But she wasn't dying, not in this sad excuse for a school. She was done with dorm life after this. First, the cow, and then the maniacal laughter that ended with GCPD and rich girls crying all night about the dorms being cursed, and why didn't they just go home to mommy and daddy? No, dorm life? She and dorm life were done. Bones and the East End were better than this. And she barely knew Ed, but she still felt some ridiculous pull to make sure the nerd was okay.
Soft spots were dangerous, and that was a lesson she'd learned young, but she was still reluctantly tromping up the steps in black.
She didn't bother knocking once she got to Ed's door. She picked the lock, and she walked in. The place? Was completely empty, but the kitten relied on her gut for everything, and her gut said something was wrong. It was chills, hairs standing up on her arms, and the kind of feeling that said run. But she didn't run, because she wasn't quite that good at selfish, not yet, even though she liked to pretend.] Ed? [She stepped into the middle of the room.] It's Cat. [And, okay, so she was possibly standing in the middle of a room and talking to herself.]