luck,
@rkdoyexn
even though the dorm itself is relatively a new concept, something new to have to get used to-- it’s not entirely too much out of the norm. it’s just sharing an apartment with six other girls, or shoving as many people in a hotel room as possible to be cheap on paying for it. it’s not something entirely new to vanessa, so she’s falling into the norm quicker than she’d expect. the only thing that sucks is that when she lived with her brother, noel would often fix the things she broke-- claiming she’d only make it worse or something else. so when things go wrong, vanessa has to clean up her mess.
“what rotten luck.” she scoffs, staring down at the bottles of water that had fallen from the fridge, to the dislodged shelf in her hands that had popped off the door of the fridge. irritation stems at the back of her head, making her nerves twitch constantly. she squints her gaze at the fridge door, then tilts her head towards the entryway as she hears rustling. looking up, she catches the sight of doyeon, and lets out a happy noise. “doyeon-ah?” she calls out, a slight whine to her voice. “can you help me? the fridge decided to fight me and he lost.”