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Sorry so short! In a hurry!
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They had gone through the ritual of arriving, getting the long speeches from the directors of the Theatre and lectures from the coaches, and the dancers had just gotten asigned their small apartments throughout the main floors.
Mony and Alisha ended up in the same room, and both declared it was fate and an absolute miracle.
"Ah, it's fate!" Mony declared as she threw down her suitcases and Adidas sports bag. She reached over and tapped Alisha's arm. "See?"
They smiled at each other and Alisha placed her own suitcases on the futon and looked around. It was a small room, with a walk in closet and a bathroom and a tiny fridge. On the far wall was a window, with a cute, painted desk and chair beneath the window; the walls were painted beige and there was a small futon and bunk beds.
"Not bad." Alisha said.
"Hell of a tiny space, though." Mony commented. "I get bottom bunk!"
Alisha let out a quick laugh. "Bottom? Don't usually people jump first at the top?"
"Yes, but they're dumb because they don't realize the bottom's bigger." Winking, Mony grinned and began to unzip her bags.
"Well, then..." Alisha gave a little laugh. "Top bunk it is!"
Mony walked over and turned on the radio, and The Red by Chevelle filled the room. The girls began to talk of 'the guys' they had seen around.... They unpacked with excitement tinging the air.
Sorry so short! In a hurry!
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They had gone through the ritual of arriving, getting the long speeches from the directors of the Theatre and lectures from the coaches, and the dancers had just gotten asigned their small apartments throughout the main floors.
Mony and Alisha ended up in the same room, and both declared it was fate and an absolute miracle.
"Ah, it's fate!" Mony declared as she threw down her suitcases and Adidas sports bag. She reached over and tapped Alisha's arm. "See?"
They smiled at each other and Alisha placed her own suitcases on the futon and looked around. It was a small room, with a walk in closet and a bathroom and a tiny fridge. On the far wall was a window, with a cute, painted desk and chair beneath the window; the walls were painted beige and there was a small futon and bunk beds.
"Not bad." Alisha said.
"Hell of a tiny space, though." Mony commented. "I get bottom bunk!"
Alisha let out a quick laugh. "Bottom? Don't usually people jump first at the top?"
"Yes, but they're dumb because they don't realize the bottom's bigger." Winking, Mony grinned and began to unzip her bags.
"Well, then..." Alisha gave a little laugh. "Top bunk it is!"
Mony walked over and turned on the radio, and The Red by Chevelle filled the room. The girls began to talk of 'the guys' they had seen around.... They unpacked with excitement tinging the air.