Its 5pm on a Friday, classes have ended and you're heading back to your dorm in the west wing. Your bag is filled with snacks & drinks, a small gesture for the boys as you hurry towards the door of your shared dorm. Unexpectedly, the door is half cracked open as if by mistake, the boys chuckling words fill your ears. Winston: "This is priceless." Chris: "Her face will be, trust me!" Aaron: "it better." yet another voice appears, Theo's grumbling tone raising. "Cut the shit, its fucked up."
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