I’ve moved into my dorm room for the year and unpacked. Thank god I got here first. I had the place to myself. And I still do. For a little bit. Thinking about sharing such a small room with another person I don’t even know… it almost makes me nauseous. I take deep breaths and water a tiny succulent I brought with me and placed on the windowsill. Then I hear the door open behind me and I freeze, my ears and tail lowering. I was hoping to have a little more time to myself…
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