this was the last place delilah wanted to be on a weekday morning. currently,she was at her neighbors doorstep, still in her slinky red dress from the night before and so hungover that it wasn't even funny anymore. she runs a hand through her hair and glitter spills out onto the floor. what the hell happened last night?
of course, she lost her dorm key, with all the little jingly keychains somewhere in the events of the night and is now knocking on her neighbor's door, (who she hadn't spoke to since she yelled at them to stop blasting their shitty music) with a frantic need. she takes off the black stilettos that were killing her feet and hold them in her left hand by the straps
she was really desperate she smiles , trying to look cute but looks up at the person that answered the door "uh, hi, I'm delilah, your neighbor. um I was sorta wondering if you knew how to pick a lock, because I'm kinda locked out and my roommate is at her morning yoga class " she groaned quietly as the sun came into her eyes from the other's room "turn off the light in your room, it's blinding me.."
