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Lillian pants heavily after reaching her dorm room again. She contemplates going to the men's shower room but is met with a wave of tiredness that doesn't go away. 'Shit, I guess I didn't actually sleep for that long, maybe just 3 hours at most.' Struggling to keep her eyes open, she face slams onto her bed and sees Valarie's eyes staring right at her. She uses her hand to close them, thinking it looked a bit creepy. "I'll just...take..one small short nap. I've got....all the time in the world anyways..." Lillian's eyes close as her body creeps to a halt.

A large deafening yawn is met with an awkward silence. Valarie sits up and smacks her lips. 'Weird, Lillian isn't up yet.' The curtains are closed as Valarie slowly dresses. She puts on some tight black leggings, a blue crop top, and some high heels. Valarie didn't have much to do today, except to just get some groceries for herself and Valerie. She grabbed her keys and opened the door.

"God dammit!" The lights blinded her. As if she were flashbanged, she blinked her eyes a couple times and hazily made her way down the hall. Valarie saw some people down the hallway but they strangely weren't moving. 'Huh?' But she just shook it off as her still feeling drunk from the night beforehand. Still walking, she recognized a figure.

"Hey, Julie." She didn't respond. Valarie stopped walking and stared at her. "Julie? Are you ok?" The brunette was frozen mid-stride while on a phone call. "What the fuck..." Valarie poked at her and waved her hands around Julie but to no avail. 'Is the alcohol hitting too hard or is this actually happening? Guess there's only one way to find out.' Valarie tucks her fingers into her skirt and swiftly pulls it down to her legs.