( @riverariley )
The one thing she hated the most about Plath, besides the uncomfortable amount of ignorant and boring people all gathered in one place, was the fact that she had to share a room with another person. She didn’t even have the time to settle down at the academy when she arrived, only three days ago, that they quickly assigned her to a roommate. The same roommate she now had at the hotel. She didn’t really have anything against the other girl… yet, but the mere condition of sharing a room was one she wasn’t really accostumed to. Therefore, as much as she would’ve loved to finish to read “The Metamorphosis” by Franz Kafka while lying in bed, she decided to do it at the resort’s café.
It was mostly empty, and for that Victoria was glad. She ordered a lemon iced tea at the bar, when her attention was caught by some drawings left unattended on a table. She grabbed her drink and slowly walked toward the works of art, staring at them and carefully studying the figures on paper. She was so captivated by them that she didn’t even notice the person who was now standing beside her.