when one of my roommates came in. I could tell she wanted to talk, but this one can yap for hours and my hair is really scary when it air dries, so I kept going. She leaned up against a wall and started slowly, methodically banging her head against it. She was pretty dressed up for 9:50 on a Friday morning and I couldn't help but wonder if she'd tried to talk to the friend one of our other roommates has over. He's got long hair and eyelashes that frame sparkling, feminine eyes... but I guess some girls are into that. Anyway, she ran off before I finished and I could ask her what was wrong.
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