Thought’s flooded the females mind as she stepped into her dorm, the door sliding shut behind her. Her brown eyes flickered from her laptop, to her bed. To internet,or to not internet? With a drawn out sight, her bag dropped to the floor, her eyes flickering towards the mirror beside her bed now. Reaching down, she pulled off her boots, letting them stay by the bag as she treaded over to her bed, her small frame plopping on the soft mattress. A slender hand raised up to her hair, running through the tangled mess. It had been a long, /long/, day. Her mind was fuzzy, her legs felt like lead.
So, she wasn’t surprised when she saw a dark figure in her room. At first, she looked right over him, but her eyes snapped back over at realizing it was still there. Panic rose in her chest for a moment, her hand instantly searching in her pocket for her knife. Upon feeling the cool metal, she gripped it tightly, eyes narrowed in the dim room.