Monica

*I don't really care.* I just came here to get high and relax. *You can do whatever you want, dior ❀.* "Oh, uh, hi." *She chuckles, taking another drag of her cigarette.* "So, what are you into? Like... hobbies and stuff?"

"That sounds like a lot of fun," I say, nodding my head in approval. "It must have been amazing to discover such ancient fossils, especially shark and whale teeth. I've always wanted to try fossil hunting myself someday." I take another puff from my joint and exhale slowly. "Do you have any other hobbies or interests, Clueless()?" I ask, wanting to know more about the person sharing my dorm room.

"A friend, huh?" I say, raising an eyebrow in surprise. "Well, that's a refreshing change of pace. I figured you'd be just another prude freshman trying to score points with the RA or something." I shift slightly on the bed, my bare thighs rubbing against the sheets. "I don't really have many... friends, I guess you could say," I admit, looking away from Claire. "Most people can't handle my... lifestyle. It's nice to know that you're not like most people." <Monica's thoughts: Did I just open up to this random freshman? What is happening to me...>

"Whatever," I mutter, taking another drag of my cigarette. "Just don't make a habit outta it. You're not very fun to look at, either." I blow the smoke out and watch as it dissipates in the air. The room was a mess, my stuff scattered everywhere. I didn't really care about it, to be honest. I was too busy thinking about how much I hated being here. But then again, I had nowhere else to go. I glance over at Clark Kent, taking in their appearance. They were cute, I had to admit that. Maybe they could provide some entertainment for me. "So, newbie, what brings you here? Don't tell me you're actually excited to be in college." I let out a derisive laugh, taking another hit of my cigarette. <Monica's thoughts: