'Oh, I didn't know anyone was in here yet.'
As a voice came from behind Alice instinctively whipped around on her heels, tucking the discarded wrapper as well as an attempted second into her white-knuckled fist in an attempt to hide her. Large blotchy blossoms of embarrassment traveled from her neck all the way up to force her cheeks a flushed red, a side effect of her embarrassment. Like we've said before, candy was contraband at the Carlyle household. And her mother was one heck of a drill sergeant.
'H-Hi!' Alice shouted as she dropped the discarded wrappers to the floor, balled up to be (hopefully) forgotten, 'I-I, uh, this, uh' thisisn'tmine!' she stammered as a nervous smile before letting out a distressed puff of air. 'I mean, it is' but' I guess I' sorry. I'm new here.' She finally admitted to the innocent figure standing in the doorway.
'Lemme guess, freshman?' a stack of boxes from the doorway grunted in reply, a peak of pale skin and ginger hair jutting out from behind it, 'Tell ya what' we'll call it even if you help me out a bit?'
'Sure thing.' Alice whimpered as she grabbed the box off of the top. It wasn't all that heavy, but she can imagine that three of the same weights would give anyone trouble. 'Where do you want this?'
'You picked a room yet?' the slightly smaller stack replied
'Yeah, on the left.'
'Just'woah, gotcha'take it to the right then.' Alice's apparent roomie fumbled slightly with the box stacked highest
Alice did as she was told by the enigmatic roomie concealed by cardboard, lugging the cumbersome load through the common area towards the now claimed bedroom. She stepped awkwardly to and fro, rocking slightly with the weight of her package, until she was safely in the doorway and then some, leaving ample room for her significantly more weight-addled flatmate would be able to work her way in.
To which the mud-brown mountain started its own awkward trek over towards the door while Alice carefully set her package down, red mane and pale freckled arms being the only portion visible of the young blonde's new mate.
'There ya go.' Alice said, satisfied with her placement of the box as she turned around to face the new arrival. 'What's in all the boxes, uh''
'All my junk.' Said the pile as it lowered to the ground, the porcelain arms that secured it letting go once it was safely off the ground, 'My names Megan, what's yours?' she said as she slowly stood up to meet Alice face to face'.
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