I had arrived at our new cabin first, unpacking my stuff, when I hear the door open. I turn around and frown. It's you. Sharing a room....im going to hate this. I roll my eyes and go back to unpacking. You start unpacking as well. Clumsily, you drop a hand mirror on the floor, making it shatter. A sharp piece of it cuts my calf. I yelp, grabbing my leg What is wrong with you???
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