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[center][color=tan][b]Dorm Hall[/b][/color]
Interacting with: [color=gold]No One[/color]
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Several others noticed the redhead and asked the very same question Sasha did. The Russian girl waited for an answer, almost sighing in relief when she said she thought she was okay. But the tremble in her voice was still there and as soon as she asked if anyone heard something, Sasha raised an eyebrow. What was she talking about? Heard what? The scream earlier? That was what she meant, right? Her eyes glanced towards the stairs going up. The floor manager and a handful of other people had rushed upstairs to take care of whatever happened, didn't they? She looked around. The loud music blaring from the speakers was enough to block out any other noise, really. Shaking her head no, her eyes strayed towards the empty pan of brownies. Did the redhead eat one of those too? Perhaps it was the reason why she was hearing things that no one else did. Or maybe someone else did hear whatever she heard?

Sasha shook her head. She didn't wanna ask any more question, she didn't wanna try to figure it out. And she really didn't want to hang around people that was either too drunk or too stoned to make sense of what was happening around them. And so with a polite smile to everyone there, she excused herself and finally headed towards the room she shared with Venus. It was what she had planned on doing earlier and for a moment, she wondered why she even bothered going around to try to get to know people in the first place. The only person she really needed to get along with was Venus. They shared a dorm room and it would be awkward if they weren't at least in speaking terms to each other. It was a good thing though that she actually liked the girl.

Side stepping several drunk people passed out on the floor, she quickly made her way to her room. As soon as she was in there, she closed the door behind her, not entirely blocking out the loud noise but at least muffling it a little. She went over to her bed, pulled out her cellphone from her pocket, sat down and began texting her bestfriend in Russia.