God.
Could you knock or something? {Caitlin snaps at her roommate, though the room is Faye's as much as it is hers. When the door had flown open, Cait had nearly jumped out of her skin. She's just waiting for the moment where one of Hearst's lackeys comes storming in to drag her to some sort of interrogation. Sighing, Caitlin rests back against the pillows on her bed, frowning at the book she should be reading. School is pointless by now.}







