[ The thing about Natalie is that she's a decent roommate. She's tidy, containing her mess to her desk area. She's always ready with homework help, even if she isn't taking the same classes. She has excellent taste in television (in the sense that she watches everything under the sun), and that's only secondary to her taste in music.
Generally, she leaves the room when she can't sleep, wandering around with a can of Red Bull and a book under her arm, finding herself in the basement practice rooms of the dormitory. Tonight she wakes up breathing heavily, clutching her heart through her pale blue tanktop, nearly hitting her head on the ceiling from the top bunk.
Shit. Her first instinct is to worry that she's woken up Allison. Her second is that she needs to get the eff out of the room. But exhaustion overcomes her and she only makes it so far to just dangle her legs off her bed. Natalie presses her forehead into her palm and groans. ]
14? ahh, i know i owe you mis tags but this muse is loud so -
Generally, she leaves the room when she can't sleep, wandering around with a can of Red Bull and a book under her arm, finding herself in the basement practice rooms of the dormitory. Tonight she wakes up breathing heavily, clutching her heart through her pale blue tanktop, nearly hitting her head on the ceiling from the top bunk.
Shit. Her first instinct is to worry that she's woken up Allison. Her second is that she needs to get the eff out of the room. But exhaustion overcomes her and she only makes it so far to just dangle her legs off her bed. Natalie presses her forehead into her palm and groans. ]