@eyestealing
She hasn’t met any of her roommates yet. For the better half of her first few days here, she’s been something of an ethereal presence in the condo - namely, she really only left her room to go out for an indiscernible amount of time a day, and when she came back, she didn’t leave her room. But something about this isolation move didn’t feel right. A certain special something was missing.
So that morning, having realized she didn’t have internet connection, she went out and bought at CD and a CD player - something she hadn’t seen since she was much younger, and even then it was a vague memory of something that fell out of her parent’s junk drawer - and a small speaker to hook it up to.
At which point she returned home, went straight to her room, got everything hooked up. And played one song on repeat while she laid on her bedroom floor and stared at the ceiling.
She’s been at this for about two hours now.
