Stalk her: Sydney Wilson (8)

You wander down the row of doors, pretending to inspect them for any needed work. You hang out near room 1 where the girls are unpacking and deciding who’s sharing beds with whom. Mia and Kayla are **** to get to the beach and burst out the door, running barefoot in their bikinis to the shore line. Sophia and Sydney stay behind, unpacking a little and applying sunscreen to Sophia’s tattoos. You pause, you could try both of them at once.

You knock on the door and Sydney opens it up. You adjust your belt and look at the girl in her crop top and leggings.

“There uhhhh… there was an issue with your card.” You lie, taking a step into the room.

“Oh, there should be enough money on it…” Sydney’s voice trembles a little, stressed that she forgot something. She pulls up her phone to check her banking app. “Yeah, see?” She turns the phone around to you and you have to suppress a cough. Sydney comes from money. Multiple zeroes in a college girl’s bank account kind of money.

“Don’t know what to tell you. It didn’t read. But look, we can work it out. You seem good for it.” You grin at her.

“Yeah, here.” She hands you her card. “You can go run it again I guess?”

“Syd, we can use mine if we need.” Sophia offers, digging out her wallet.

“No, I had something else in mind, I think. Smart girls like you from State should be able to come up with a better, more fun arrangement for the three of us…”