"Laura, don't you think it would be nice to sleep in your own room tonight?" Lola Perry prided herself on her hosting skills. She had been the perfect host over the course of the weekend, offering the freshman a constant supply of hot cocoa and freshly baked goods during her and LaFontaine's movie marathon; but even a social butterfly like Perry had her limits. It was late Sunday night, and Laura hadn't left the dorm room that her friends sheared since Friday afternoon. LaF was busy changing over the DVD that was in the player. They shot their girlfriend a stern look, surprised by her candour. It was unlike Perry to be so abrupt. She gave LaF a pointed look of her own back. She'd quietly put up with their three day Doctor Who marathon, but enough was enough.

"Oh." Laura looked crestfallen as she realised Perry was kicking her out; albeit in her overly polite way. "Okay. Sure." Laura hadn't been back to her dorm room all weekend. She'd hidden out in LaF and Perry's room in the hope of avoiding Carmilla. It had worked. Laura hadn't seen or heard from her room mate in days. She knew she would have to go back and see her at some point, but she wasn't in any particular hurry to face the brooding vampire.
"Perr didn't mean you had to leave right now, right Perry?" LaF was stuck between a rock and a hard place as they tried to be a good friend while still keeping their girlfriend happy.
"Of course not." The floor don answered with a tight, strained smile.

"No, it's getting late. I should go." Laura could take a hint. She had already intruded on the couple for long enough. Gathering her things up, she said her goodbyes and thanked both LaF and Perry for having her over.
"Call if you need anything." LaFontaine gave her an extra tight hug, along with a wry smile. "We'll come running with stakes and garlic."
"I'll bear that in mind." Laura laughed, but she could already feel a lump of dread forming in the back of her throat. Her slow walk back to her own room felt like she was walking a mile on death row.

The room was pitch black when Laura slipped inside. Without bothering to switch on the lights, she dropped her backpack down on the floor and started changing for bed. Sunset had come and gone hours ago, so Laura figured Carmilla was already out somewhere, doing whatever it was she did in the dead of night. As reluctant as Laura had been to come back, she had to admit that Perry had been right. It was nice to climb in to her own bed for a change, rather than the camp bed she'd spent the weekend sleeping on.

She was surprised to find her yellow pillow still on her side of the room, but then it, along with the rest of her bed, held the faint scent of her room mate. The smell of Carmilla's shampoo, her soap, and her perfume all lingered on the sheets. Laura's senses were overwhelmed as she pulled the covers up to her chin. Despite keeping her distance from the vampire, Carmilla had played on Laura's mind all weekend. Every time she closed her eyes, or just drifted off in to her own thoughts, she would think of Carmilla; of soft, full lips and piercing, heavily made up, brown eyes.

The freshman let out a small sigh as she bit down on her own lip, her hand travelling down her stomach of its own accord as she thought of her hauntingly beautiful room mate. The light overhead suddenly flashed on, snapping Laura out of her stupor just as Carmilla stumbled in to the room they shared. She was dragging a blonde girl along behind her. The stranger was dressed in a skirt so short that it would barely pass for a belt. She was all false tan and fake eyelashes, and Laura instantly hated her on sight; even before Carmilla started to kiss her.

"What the hell?" Laura demanded, startling the pair. They were both clearly drunk, but while the blonde girl was amused by the interruption, Carmilla looked like she'd just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.
"You didn't mention your room mate was going to be here. That's okay, I don't mind an audience." Carmilla's 'date' let out an irritating, high pitched giggle that grated on Laura's last nerve. It apparently had the same effect on Carmilla.

"You should go." The vampire snapped at the girl she'd picked up at some Zeta frat party. "Now!" The last word came out as a growl as the blonde ignored Carmilla and went in for another kiss. The sudden change in Carmilla's attitude stunned her new friend, but she seemed to recognise the deadly seriousness in the vampire's expression. With a roll of her eyes and a few choice words, she stormed out of the dorm room, leaving Laura and Carmilla on their own.

A thick silence descended over them as Carmilla flopped casually down on to her own bed, watching the tiny human closely. Her eyes were cold and probing, they reminded Laura of a shark's. The vampire was a beautiful and majestic creature, yet she was already deadly. If Laura had possessed a lick of sense, she would have high-tailed it out of there and straight back to LaF and Perry's room; but she didn't.

"So, is that how you've spent you're weekend? Bringing girls like that back here? I swear if you were in my bed again I'll-"
"You'll what, Cupcake?" Carmilla cut her off with a glare. Rising back to her feet, she crossed the short space between their two beds in a couple of confident steps, her body slinking like a cat's. Ignoring the vampire's attempts to intimidate her, Laura held her nerve. Keeping her head held high, she defiantly crossed her arms over her chest and stared Carmilla down.

"I will... I'll..." Laura trailed off. She had nothing. How was she meant to threaten a vampire? "I'd be really disappointed." She finally answered honestly, in a meek voice that had Carmilla's heart breaking in two. There was nothing else that Laura could have said to her that would have had the same effect. They both seemed to drop their attitudes at the same time.
"I haven't...she was the first. I was hungry." Carmilla almost seemed ashamed to admit it. Luring the trashy blonde back to her room hadn't been about sex, she'd just needed to feed and the cold blood in the fridge had done nothing to satiate her hunger; sometimes only fresh would do.

"Oh. Are you...do you want to...?" Laura shifted uncomfortably on her bed, not sure how she had moved so quickly from being jealous and angry, to offering Carmilla her blood. The vampire was tempted to accept, very tempted; but in the end she refused the offered blood. She and Laura were still in a weird place, and feeding from the tiny girl was far too intimate for Carmilla to handle right then. That's why she had picked up a stranger at a party.

"I'm good." She mumbled, self consciously tucking her hair back behind her ear. "You're back then." Carmilla's tone was dry and accusing as she hovered over Laura's bed.
"I just had to get away for a few days, clear my head, you know?"
"Did it work?"
"Yeah, it did... until I saw you with that girl. Saw you kissing her..." Laura had told herself that falling for her room mate was a bad idea so many times over the weekend that it had almost become a mantra; but the sight of Carmilla with somebody else had stirred the green eyed monster that lived in the pit of Laura's stomach.

Carmilla had been inching closer all the while, and before Laura knew it, the other girl was straddling her in her bed. "You were jealous?" It wasn't a question as much as it was an observation. Laura didn't bother answering. Her actions when Carmilla had first walked in spoke volumes.
"Carm, don't..." Laura pleaded in a small whine as Carmilla leant in, carefully nudging her nose against the smaller girl's, and bringing their lips dangerously close. Laura shifted beneath the vampire, one of her knees accidentally slipping between Carmilla's legs; she really wasn't helping herself.

The vampire let out a low growl, her dark eyes almost black with lust as she moved in to trail a path of feather light kisses along the younger girl's jaw. "Did you just purr?" Laura asked incredulously, sure that the gentle humming sound by her ear was coming from the girl straddling her hips. Carmilla answered with a playful nip to the soft skin of Laura's neck. She didn't bite down hard enough to draw blood, but it certainly drew an interesting response from the tiny human. "Carmilla..." Laura's body arched in to her touch as Carmilla slipped her hand up under her shirt.

"You didn't answer my question." Carmilla pointed out, all the while carrying out her assault on Laura's neck, and slowly raking her nails down the other girl's stomach.
"What...w-what question?" Laura stuttered. Her eyes were practically rolling to the back of her head as she squirmed beneath her room mate.
"Were. You. Jealous?" Carmilla punctuated each word with another light nip to Laura's collar; she still hadn't touched Laura's lips yet. Laura tried to rectify that by dipping her head to steal a kiss, but Carmilla pulled away. "Answer me." She demanded in a cold, authoritative voice that made Laura shudder. It was hard to concentrate when the vampire's lips and hands seemed to be all over her.

"Yes!" Laura answered breathlessly, desperate for Carmilla to kiss her already. "Yes, I was jealous! Okay? Happy now?"
"Not quite..." Carmilla finally reached for the other girl's lips, kissing her hard. Laura's fingers tangled themselves in her room mate's curls as she pulled her in closer against her. Carmilla might not have needed to bother with trivialities like breathing, but the tiny human beneath her had a high dependence on oxygen and eventually had to pull away and break the kiss. She lay her head to rest against Carmilla's, taking in lungfuls of air.

The vampire's eyes were still closed over as Laura looked up at her. With the moonlight shining on her, the ancient beauty looked like some kind of statue, carved from flawless stone. It both amazed and terrified Laura that someone as exotic as Carmilla could be interested in someone as plain as the freshman. She had never considered herself conventionally attractive, yet the way Carmilla was looking at her, when she finally opened her eyes again, made her feel more captivating than she had ever felt in her whole life. Carmilla brought one of her fingers up, trailing a perfectly manicured fingernail over Laura's bottom lip. "I've missed you." The big bad vampire admitted in a soft sigh, her gaze focused intently on the girl below her. Spending the weekend without so much as a word from Laura had made her desperate for her room mate's company. A coy smile spread over Laura's lips. She looked like someone had just told her she'd won free tickets to Comic Con.

They started to kiss again, with Carmilla growing in confidence as she gently manoeuvred Laura down so that she was lying on her back. The younger girl had no problem with this, but she grabbed at Carmilla's hand as she tried to slide it back under her shirt. "Carm..." Laura bit down on her lip, suddenly self conscious. "I don't...I haven't..." Carmilla cut her rambling off with a kiss to her forehead.

"It's okay. We don't have to go straight for the Waltz. I can wait." To emphasize her point, she moved to lie down beside the tiny human, settling in for the night. Pulling the covers up over both of them, she wrapped her arms around Laura, nuzzling in to the side of her neck. Despite the fact that she was spooning with a three hundred year old vampire, Laura had never felt so safe.

"Hey Laura, congrats on passing your-" Danny Lawrence stopped in the doorway of the room that Laura and her vampire room mate shared. She couldn't believe the sight in front of her. Laura was fast asleep in her bed, with Carmilla lying beside her. The two girls appeared to be fully dressed, but they were a tangle of limbs; with Carmilla's arm wrapped protectively around Laura's waist, and Laura in turn lying with one of her legs wrapped around Carmilla's. Danny slowly backed out of the room, closing the unlocked door back over behind her.

A haze of anger settled over her. She walked to the dorm room that Perry and LaFontaine shared without even fully realising it. The redhead couple had the good sense to lock their door at night, so Danny had to bang on it twice before LaF opened to let her in. She'd clearly woken the pair up, with LaF standing at the door in a pair of Batman boxers and an oversized t-shirt, and Perry rushing in to the bathroom to put some clothes on. "Lawrence, do you have any idea what time it is?" LaF rubbed sleep from their eyes as Danny pushed her way in to the room. "...come right on in." LaFontaine rolled their eyes at their agitated friend.

Danny didn't wait for Perry to join them before breaking in to a rant. She started pacing up and down the dorm room. "Laura's in trouble; we need to help her! We'll need garlic and stakes. Lots of really pointy stakes!"
"What's going on?" Perry demanded when she came out of the bathroom, fully dressed and with her long ginger curls tied back in a messy ponytail. She wasn't very pleased at having her lazy morning with her partner interrupted; especially after playing host to Laura for the whole weekend.
"Slow down. What's wrong with Laura?" LaF put a hand on Danny's arm, trying to stop the flustered TA from wearing a hole in the carpet with her relentless pacing. "Is it something to do with the Dean?"

"It's Carmilla!" Danny answered through gritted teeth, her fists clenching at her sides as the image of Laura and the vampire in bed together resurfaced in her mind's eye. "She's done something to Laura! Brainwashed her or something...they're...we've got to do something! Right now!"