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(i'll bump him up to 18. he's a freshman)
(i'll bump him up to 18. he's a freshman)
(okay!)
(Yeah, could you make him at least 18 please?)
Felicity hails a taxi and gets in. She gives the driver the address. After about 20 minutes, she arrives at an apartment building. She walks in and tries to find the apartment number that she was told.
Daso strolled through the Honors dorm, his hands tucked in his pockets. He wasn't sure what to do today. His twin had locked herself in the bio lab and forbade him from speaking to her, and all of his friends had headed home for the weekend. Then he remembered. Not all of his friends. He decided to visit Sawyer, unannounced, as usual. He strode to her door and knocked. "Sawyer? You up yet?" he teased.
Sawyer spots a girl around her age with shocking red hair looking kind of clueless. Walking up, Sawyer introduced herself. "Hi there, I'm Sawyer McCarson. You wouldn't happen to be Felicity, would you?"
(oh whoops) Hearing her name, she turned and saw her friend Daso. "Daso, over here," she called. "Meet Felicity!"
"Yes!" she says, a bit startled. Her accent is noticable, but not too thick. "Are you Sawyer McCarson?" She asks.
"Why hello," Daso greeted, grinning and trying to be suave. "A friend of yours, Sawyer?"
"Yes, it's so nice to finally meet you!" Sawyer exclaimed. "Here, let me show you to our dorm."
Turning to Daso, Sawyer nodded. "This is Felicity, my exchange student. Can you believe that she is from Russia?"
Felicity waves at Daso as she follows Sawyer to their dorm.
"Russia, really?" Daso pretended to be shocked. "I had a friend from Russia. She was gorgeous, too." He winked.
Felicity smiles as Sawyer stops to clarify who she is. "Hello nice to meet you."
"Wow, smooth Daso." Sawyer said, rolling her eyes in a joking manner, used to the constant flirting that he gave to practically every girl he met.
Felicity looks at you unimpressed.
(Daso to clarify)
"What can I say?" He said with an innocent shrug. He followed them to the dorm, trailing after them with a smile.
Sawyer, as she walked into her purple painted dorm room, pointed to the bed on the other side of the room as hers. "This one is yours. I hope you like the room, and we can always make changes if you don't like it."
Felicity looks around the room in awe. "This is just the bedroom?" She asks, confused.
"Yep." Walking deeper into the dorm and turning a corner, she said "this is the kitchen, and over there is the bathroom. In this entire building, though, there is a pool on the lower deck, and a gym on the second floor."
"The bedroom is as big as my house." She says.
She walks over to her bed and sits on it, ignoring what you're saying. She grabs the hairtie around her wrist and puts her long red locks up into a ponytail.
"This dorm is actually for four people, which is why it is so big, but no one else had signed up for it, so it was all mine." Sawyer giggled at Felicity's shocked face.
Daso leaned against the wall. "I think you're gonna like it here, darlin'."
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