We get to the 16th floor and walk to the end of the hall. There is loud music playing inside, some Electroclash band. Her roommates are drinking and dancing around the front bedroom. I’m introduced rather quickly and we head back through a narrow corridor to her room. Her roommate is undressing as we walk inside. Without hesitation, she too begins to shed her outfit, until she is down to a pair of white, horizontally striped panties, and a wife-beater. She slides sideways through the doorway, back into the party. While she’s gone her roommate finishes changing, concealed by a towel, and announces she’s going to take a shower. Moments later, the girl returns with a bottle of water. In her panties and wife-beater, she kills the lights.
We put a movie in and lay back on her bed. She warns me that she is obsessed with it and might start quoting it subconsciously. Later, her roommate returns with a friend. They ask if we want to smoke. At first I pass, but once the girl says ‘yes,’ I change my mind. When the movie ends she sets her alarm and whines about her morning class. She sets the sleep mode on the television for sixty minutes. She mentions that I am still in my jeans, and says I can take them off if I want. I do. She mentions that I can get under the covers too, and I do.
