Well, She's A Bit Demanding.

"Do you mind if I call you Angel? I like that name." Mandy asked, giving the shy girl her best smile. There was something more poetic and lofty about it. Certainly more so then Angelica.

Her new roommate tilted her head and stared off into space. Many was almost worried until she snapped out of it and nodded her assent.

After that the conversation continue to skip around. Angel needed a bit of coaxing, but she was willing to engage with Mandy. Of course, the conversation moved to Angel's sense of fashion. Right now she was dressed for lounging, but her closet was open and Mandy was able to see Dark Jeans, Corsets, and other dark clothes peaking out.

"Where do you even buy outfits like that?" Mandy asked in genuine astonishment. "I grew up in a small town, and if it was too edgy for Target, I'd never see it."

"Oh." Angel brushed some hair from her face. "There's just a few places around. I'm sure I could show you some time...if you were interested, I guess."

"Yeah, absolutely." Mandy nodded. "I always was interested in clothes like that. It's really sexy. But, my parents never would have let me."

"Did you have strict parents?"

Mandy laughed with self depreciation.

"You wouldn't believe half the stories about them if I told you them all." Mandy said. "What were your parents like?"

"The leftovers in the fridge, barely seen type." Angel said starkly. Mandy already regretted asking.

By the end of the conversation, Mandy already felt a real affinity for Angel. She was clearly not used to a lot of social interaction, but she didn't seem mean or creepy. She just didn't like talking much. If anything, Mandy fretted that she was just annoying her new roommate. The way that Angel said she wanted to go back to preparing for classes made Mandy fret it even more.

Mandy returned to what she'd already been doing. Unpacking her suitcase. She'd hardly started when Angel peered over her textbook.

"Put it over there." She said, pointing to the corner.

Mandy paused to consider the placement. It would be out of the way, but maybe-

"There!" Angel pointed. Her voice took on a sharp tone. Not mad. More like, expecting being listened to.

Mandy blinked twice. Then she rolled the suitcase over to where Angel had told her to place it. If Angel wanted it there and it wasn't a big deal, there was no reason not to be accommodating.

"Sorry." Angel lowered her face, suddenly ashamed. Her face was entirely covered by a veil of black hair. "I can be a bit of a control freak sometimes."

Mandy chuckled and made a dismissive motion. Angel slowly started to chuckle too. It was a bit startling to hear that come from her, but it was hardly unwarranted. At least at first, Mandy thought nothing of it.

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