Roxy: Absolutely Ruin Your Student Card
Three students and a faculty member offered hello's to her on her way to her dorm, but polite absent-eyed waves aside, Roxy's mind was elsewhere. She'd always been a good student, but with her thoughts preoccupied Roxy had allowed the books to pile sky high. The workload teetered on a fragile foundation of sisterly concern over her robotic sibling, a deep-seated compulsion to avoid her mother, and an ever-growing lack of self preservation; it all threatened to come tumbling down upon her at any moment. Now was the time when escape into the void at the bottom of the bottle felt the most appropriate.
Roxy reached her dorm door and sighed, knocking her head against it in defeat. Her hand searched around in her pocket for her student card. It took longer than it should for her to feel only a small sliver of something and she paled. "Fuck nah, not today please."
Roxy made things vanish accidentally all the time. Big fuckin deal. But making things disappear in pieces was where it got tricky. Getting them back was even trickier. She looked at the half-existing, half-faded-away-into-some-mysterious-oblivion card in her hand and groaned. All that was left of it in this plane of existence was the scan strip, the edges of it gently fading away into perceived nothingness.
Roxy swiped what she had left of the card into the lock on her dorm room door. It blinked, and rejected her.
"Aw man. This has gotta be a fuckin joke."
