A note slid under her door

(From thread, by yours truly)

Rachel's face was still deep in her hands as leaned on her door. She felt like crying; rock climbing and lifting weights had been her passion all her life, and she had a corn allergy, severely restricting her food choices. So, she almost had **** but to be buff, and couldn't just eat curves onto herself.

She couldn't believe her day! She wanted to get dressed so badly, but at the same time just felt like crashing onto her bed and going to sleep forever. Just as she was debating what to do next, she heard someone go up to her door, and then felt something bump her bare right ankle.

She took a step forward and turned around to look at the floor, noticing that someone had slipped a note under her door. She quickly bent down to pick it up and unfold it, noticing as she did footsteps retreating towards the stairs.