Two weeks passed faster than I expected.
Or maybe it just felt faster because I wasn’t really part of anything happening around me.
College had settled into a routine for everyone else.
For me, it still felt like I was adjusting every single day.
Chloe, my new roommate, was almost never in the room.
She was always going out—clubs, group meetings, food runs, “random hangouts” she picked up from people she met within five minutes of talking.
Sometimes she would rush in, drop her things, change clothes, and leave again within ten minutes.
“Sorry, Mia, I’ll be back late!” she’d call out like it was normal.
And it was normal—for her.
For me… not really.
We barely talked.
Not because she was rude.
She just moved too fast for me to keep up.
And I didn’t know how to insert myself into
