First day at Stuffington University, and College Life had already exhausted Melanie Carlyle. She had to carry all her luggage, heft it, and her own weight, up the stairs started unpacking and...well, that was a lot already. Plenty, in fact. Most girls would be in a bind at this point. Just moved in, nothing in the fridge, too worn out to go to the cafeteria, and too hungry to wait for delivery. But Melanie Carlyle wasn’t most girls. She didn’t get to be four hundred pounds without planning ahead.
Part of why her luggage was so heavy was she stuck a 2 liter of Dr. Pepper and two sleeves of Pringles in there, just in case she needed it. Because of course she needed it. So she unpacked that first, left all of her clothes for later, and sat her fat ass down in a loveseat in the common area, which was meant for two, but had juuuuuuust enough space for Mel, and only Mel.
She was midway through a maneuver she called the ‘Pringles chug’ (tip the can backwards and eat your way through half of it without stopping) when her roommate walked in. Figuring that she was already caught acting like a pig, Mel just polished off the rest before tossing the can in the trash. It clattered off the side...then off the other one...then finally went in.
“Yes!” Mel pumped her pudgy fist in triumph.
"Nice.” Her roommate said, appreciatively. She was tall, dark hair, olive skin, gave off a little punkish vibe, had great tits.
“I’m Mel.”
“Piper.”
“Your first year here?”
“Yeah, you?”
“Yeah, but I’ve been dorming for years now, so it’s not THAT new for me.”
“Ooooh, a prep school girl, huh?” Piper teased, swaggering over behind Mel’s seat.
"Relax. I’m not going to go all Mean Girls on you. My mom just really didn’t want to deal with me during high school.”
“Mean Girls didn’t take place in a prep school.”
“Whatever. All Draco Malfoy on you. That’s not how I roll.”
"So how do you roll?” Piper asked, checking the fridge.
“Oh you know, hang around. Eat too much. Drink too much. I’ll try to keep it down when you’re trying to study.”
“Pfft, fuck no that sounds perfect to me. I mean, the only thing better than getting peace and quiet in my own room out here is getting someplace I can party.”
"...You want to order delivery?”
“Fuck yeah.”
“Piper, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
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