Room 415- Sunday afternoon

[stacyexperiment]

True to what she'd said on radio, Gwen had spent her free time after the ceremony packing up her room. It wasn't like she had a ton of stuff, and most of what she had she was either tossing or putting in a box outside the room for people to take. You know, just in case they wanted things they could easily buy at Hot Topic. She hadn't really wanted

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[seeks_truth]

Cassandra frowned over from her bed. "So you truly are leaving immediately," she observed at last.

Gwen had been a perfectly agreeable roommate. She found she was actually somewhat sad to see her go.

[stacyexperiment]

"Yeeep, it's time. If it wasn't for graduation I would've left after getting impregnated with an alien chest-burster," she said, closing up a bag.

She wasn't exactly truthful there.

[seeks_truth]

There was a moth side-eyeing them from Cassandra's night stand after that statement, but its eyes were so small, Cass didn't even notice. (But then she didn't even realize the moth was actually a person.) "I see," she said. "I... can understand as much. Are you all right?"

She supposed she should have asked that earlier.

[stacyexperiment]

"Better now that I'm getting out," she admitted. "Last week meant reliving the actual worst thing that's happened to me, and it's better to get out if I'm going to spend however long wondering if being in space means it's going to happen again, right?"