Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
Marilyn entered the Third Year Dorms, entirely too tired to really care about any commotion or conversations going on around her. Through out the entire Welcome Feast, the blonde had to endure Marie...who really thought she was something else. She'd seen the girl talking to Rafe. Even though, she'd been sitting there with Carter, it didn't make much difference. Marilyn didn't want her anywhere near what was hers! Just sharing a dorm was enough!
Sitting down on the bed with her trunk neatly placed in front of it, she silently stewed. Yes, she was tired, exhausted really...but her irritation was getting the best of her. Vividly dangerous thoughts kept flying through her mind. Causing bodily harm wouldn't be enough. Humiliation wouldn't be enough...So, what was she going to do?
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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