Trudge back to your room...

Dragging your feet all the way, you head back to your room. Your eyes are locked on the ground for the entire journey. Not that it matters, the hallways are empty since everybody else is having class right now. It's so quiet, and empty- and lonely. It's not making you feel any better...

Eventually, you reach your door. Well, here you are then... {if Bed>1}hopefully Cameron's in the library or gym or something, so you can just smother yourself with a pillow in peace.{else}hopefully it's empty.{endif}

You push open the door and walk your way inside, letting your bag fall hard to the ground with a thud as you do so. You don't even close the door behind you, you're just so out of it....

{if@ Desk == 0}You go over to the window to pull the blinds closed. You kind of just want to sit on the ground in the dark. But as you pull them closed, you catch the glint of something... your key on the windowsill! That's right, you left it in here. But then, how come the door was unlocked...{else}You plop yourself down onto the chair in front of your desk and let yourself fall back into the seat. Man, you could just die of shame right now.... idly, to get your mind off of what just happened, you pick your key up and off of the desk to fiddle with. Hey... wait a sec, that's right, you left your key in here! Then how come the door was unlocked...{endif}

Your question is answered before you can even finish it, as the door slams shut across the room. Your eyes shoot wide open, and you spin around as you hear a single guitar riff be strummed. Across the room from you is Lexi, back leaning against the now-closed door, and guitar in hands. What's going on?!