@OmnipotentOnion
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Standing in front of a tall university stood a young lady by the name of Lis. With her backpack slung on, she had stepped into the building, breathing in. This was her first day of the next few years in this building.---
She had already visited the school to furnish her side of her dorm, which she was pretty excited about. So knowing the number already, she stepped into an elevator with a few other people, waiting as they traveled up a couple of floors before stopping. Lis left the confined space and head down the hall, walking down to her room, which was 106. Entering, she smiled to herself and slipped off her sneakers. She set her backpack down on the cheap table, stretching out her back and pulling her phone from her sweatshirt.
Browsing social media, she blankly walked in circles around the couch before and turning off her phone and entering her room. She hadn't looked at the other side of the room yet, so she didn't know what it looked like to describe her roommate. Her side, however, was decorated nicely. The bed had artsy throw pillows and white sheets, with a fluffy white comforter. She had a cork board with polaroid pictures of her and her friends, and other notes as well. She also had a few band posters hanging around, and a canvas with a beautiful blend of colors that she made.
Her laptop was sitting on her bed, where she ended up laying down and turning it on, waiting for her roommate to arrive.