I got to Chloe’s dorm faster than I thought was possible. I silently wondered if my inhuman speed was trying to get the best of me. I hope not, because that would have been so deadly for me.
I was about to knock when the door sprang open, revealing Chloe. She had her face beat with make-up, and a towel tied securely on her chest. I have not really seen Chloe dress up like this, but I was assuming it was one of the perks of living alone.
“Hi,” I greeted.
She grinned at me. “I knew it was you.”
“How?” I asked confused.
She walked into the room, and I followed after her. My bed was how I had left it, but there were a few notable changes to the room. More sleep-bags were arranged at the corner. I guess some things never changed no matter what.
“Well, you always hesitate at the door.”
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