Who: Sam and Caitlen Where: Their room What: Roomies meeting When: Early evening Rating: TBA
Sam was sitting on her bed, her legs drawn up against her chest. She was idly twirling a silver ringer around one of her fingers as she stared off into space. Sam had assured Wyatt and Dawn that she'd be fine back at her dorm, actually speaking to them for the first time in over a week. She also knew that she wouldn't have to hide from her roommate, having been told that the girl knew who she was and what had happened. Apparently Dawn knew her in some form, Wyatt had explained it all to her, but to be honest Sam hadn't actually been listening all that much.
With a sigh, she turned her attention to the window. The sun just starting to set, setting the room aglow with a golden hue. She wondered how long she'd feel the way she did inside, lost and dirty. Broken, confused and a myriad of other just as horrible feelings.