god, amber hated liquor with a burning passion, but she needed some desperately. she was mostly wondering how the hell she got herself into this in the first place, then she was wondering how the hell her parents had let her. she chugged half the bottle of bailey’s before heading towards the bathroom with her stuff. beginning to unpack her toiletries, she thought she heard a knock at the front door. “hello?’ she called out. “if you’re not one of my dorm mates, get the hell out of here before i call security.”