Caitlyn’s Roommates Are Back!

Caitlyn was so enthralled in her work, that she didn’t even notice the car pull up in front of the apartment, nor the sound of the shutting doors as her three roommates filed out. Tris and Alex continued their debate, unknowing of what sight would greet them upon opening the door.

“...I’m just saying TV’s overrated, and dying. When’s the last time you watched a full season of something on TV?” The blonde-haired beauty asked Gwen pointedly. Her flannel shirt and long hair flapped in the wind, and a light drizzle hit pitifully fell against her light-blue jeans.

Gwen suddenly turned defensive, and adjusted her baseball cap and black ponytail. “I’ll have you know I watched The Flash over the summer!” She said matter-of-factly, pulling her gray jacket tighter against the wind as she approached the door. The temperature had dropped with the setting of the sun, making Gwen regret her choice to wear athletic shorts and sneakers.

Hannah rolled her eyes, and reached into her jeans pocket for her house keys. Her black band T-Shirt blended in well with the dusk light around her. Hannah’s fiery red hair cut off just barely below her neckline, and draped off her shoulders.

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Caitlyn had been hastily typing away, when she felt a gut feeling: a bad gut feeling. She looked up from her laptop, feeling as if something was amiss.