As soon as Carmilla’s sensitive ears heard the click of the bathroom door closing she moves out of her bed and to the computer. For a moment she wondered if Laura left her webcam on, but she doesn’t know how to check if it is or how turn it off. She’ll have to deal with it being on- again if it is.
Her dark eyes begin to scan the document Laura was typing just minutes ago. Her writing style isn’t bad at all. Carmilla would have no time picking it up and writing as if she were her roommate. Now she just needs to see what the actual assignment is.
At the ten minute mark Carmilla already had a good amount of the paper written, but she was no where near the six thousand mark that would have Laura just barely pass. She was starting to feel anxious, thinking that she bit off more than she could chew this time. Shen then reminds herself that Laura probably won’t come out until Carmilla tells her to. Hopefully the girl could spare another fifteen minutes.
At the thirty-five minute mark Carmilla has gotten past where Laura needs to be to receive a passing grade. Her essay was now well constructed and the first few paragraphs have been altered to fit with the rest of it. She was sure this was satisfy Laura enough. If the girl wanted to add more then she can do that.
The vampire’s steps are quiet against the hardwood floor as she nears the bathroom door. Her knock was gentle, but not to the point where Laura wouldn’t be able to hear it. "Hey! Cupcake? It’s time to get out, alright?" Her voice calls out. She waits a few seconds and then shakes her head, figuring that she’s been heard.
Now that everything is done she goes right back to her bed and lays down, snatching up her philosophy book to make it look like she’s been reading the entire time.
Shampoo, soap, conditioner and repeat. She then, stayed under the shower head, letting the hot water relax her, the essay and whether she was going to approve or not passing to the back of her mind, she even started to hum a Taylor Swift song, closing her eyes and sighing contently. And, even when Laura had never been so good with measuring time, she was sure more than fifteen minutes had passed when Carmilla decided to knock at the door telling her to go out. Closing the shower head, and stepping onto the bathroom to dress herself with clean pajamas and brush her hair, she looked at the mirror.
Gosh, the dark circles under her eyes were awful. And tonight, with another sleepless evening, she was sure she would look like a total zombie the next day. But, she had to give the essay second hour in the morning, she couldn't fall asleep. Anxiety came to her again, and she brushed her teeth quickly before stepping out of the bathroom, pajamas on and her still wet hair leaving a trail on the floor.
She hung the towel back on its place behind the door, and walked quickly past her roommate, sitting on her chair decided to keep up with the work, there she Wait, what the heck?!
Her face was stoic. She was damn sure that before she entered the bathroom her essay was under the 4,000 words, there was no way… Her wheely chair immediately turned into Carmilla, who was reading the same book she had before she decided to shower, in the exact same position she remembered. Could she? Did she? …She finished the essay for her? But…
❝Did you just… Carmilla, you? I mean…❞
( How smooth Laura, how smooth. )
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