[ closed. ] // andrew&iris
The knock at her door made Iris want to groan in frustration, preparing a "I'm trying to sleep here!" for her unfortunate roommates Mae and Carrie, but Iris froze when she identified the voice of who it was. "Andrew?" The brunette sat up, hugging the quilt up to her chest and feeling more fearful than she had been seconds before. Who had blabbed? Who had betrayed Iris' trust by telling the one person she couldn't stand to see hurt by this? Iris shook her had as if doing so would dissolve the anger. The anger she constantly felt wasn't meant to be angled at anything other than the ones who did this to her, so she had to stop. Even if there was a voice up there telling her to add herself to the blame list, she resisted. This wasn't her fault. "What are you doing here?" She'd risen from the sheets, now, letting them drop to her sides as she moved to hover in front of the locked door, Andrew being on the other side.