Day 1

After arriving on campus everything goes pretty much how you'd expected it to go. You struggled to figure out where you were supposed to go and what you were supposed to do, but it's over now. Now you are inside an on campus apartment. Not quite a full sized apartment, but way better than a regular dorm. It has a little open area, a small kitchen, a tiny bathroom that barely fits a toilet and shower and two small rooms for you and your roommate, who you have yet to be acquainted with.

After about thirty minutes of waiting around on one of the dubious chairs left in the open area of what is now your new home, the door opens. In walks a well-toned girl with a very deep tan, and frosty blonde hair cut to about ear length. Her eyes an almost unrealistic orangey color. She is quite the looker.

"Hey there, you must be Tokin." She says, smiling.

"That's me. And who might you be?" You ask, while offering a handshake.

She returns the gesture giving you a firm handshake. Her hands are quite soft. "I'm Amber." She states with a smile on her face.

After introductions nothing interesting happened. A few awkward conversations here and there, you two did only just meet, and you were nervous college first years. However, despite these awkward exchanges, you think you made a good introduction, and you believe you will get along quite well with your new roommate.

You wake up the next morning wishing you could get some extra sleep. You sluggishly climb out of bed, refusing to skip your first day of classes. First thing on your menu was physics, an pretty ass way to start the day for sure. Your professor for the class is a notably pale, busty brunette. Second was chemistry. Your professor a petite blonde who wears frameless glasses. Next up Differential equation. Your professor a slightly overweight redhead with freckles that cutely dot her face. Last but not least photography, an odd choice, but you thought it would be interesting. Your professor is a busty exotic woman that sports blue hair.

Nothing eventful happened during your first run of classes, but that only makes it more exhausting. Arriving back at your apartment you notice that Amber has already made it back. Upon entering you are engulfed in a very pleasant aroma. It seems that Amber is cooking something, what it is you have no clue.

"What are you fixing up?" You ask as you plop down in a nearby chair.

"Just some simple chicken fried rice."

"Is there enough for me too?"

"Afraid not, I only had enough for one serving."

"Bummer, looks like I'm having ramen." You say, shrugging as you make your way to your room.

Nap time!