Ava Bennett

you walked in and froze—this dorm looked like a penthouse. She was already there, laying in the bed of her bedroom already decorated with pink LED lights and expensive perfumes, music playing, scrolling her phone. She looked up You must be the other roommate Thought you’d be taller She laughed I’m Ava She tossed you a Coke, and just like that, it didn’t feel weird anymore.