Darcy's POV.
As the early morning sun streamed through the window, its bright rays pierced my eyes, jolting me awake. I groaned, rolling over, only to remember that I had class today.
With a frustrated hiss, I tossed off the covers and stood up, stretching my stiff body. I didn't bother greeting my roommate, knowing they wouldn't respond anyway. What's the point?
With a deep sigh, I trudged to the bathroom, my feet heavy with reluctance. After a refreshing bath, I returned to my room, deliberately avoiding my roommate.
I didn't have the energy to engage in another fruitless conversation. After getting dressed, I grabbed my school bag and phone, and headed out to meet Lydia, seeking a more welcoming and supportive presence.
I arrived at Lydia's room, but before I could enter, her room
