Certainly, when Valentine flipped her tiny envelope over to discover her room number was different from that of her sisters, she practically ran back to the main office to ask for a new room. Civility kept her from doing so in the end, and she accepted her fate. At the very least, she could hope for a friendly roommate who wasn't overbearing or loud. Or even better, one who simply left her alone. The beds were separated by walls anyways, right?

Avelynn, on the other hand, was disappointed for an entirely different reason; the office assistant had explained to her that she didn't have a roommate... [i]yet[/i]. She didn't throw away the idea that she'd be alone for the entirety of the year, but it seemed a little less prospective considering she herself was already a day late. Unlike Valentine, Avelynn actually wished for a roommate whom she could make friends with. To her, it was the fastest and easiest way to make connections at the beginning of the year. She visibly frowned upon the news, but quickly returned to a more cheerful disposition. No need to be disgruntled from the get-go.

Mary was about as passive as one could be upon getting their key. She read the number silently and with a blank face before turning back to the bags and hoisting them up.

"I'll bring the bag to your room, Val," she declared. The two younger sisters made off for their rooms in succession, where Avelynn was left to unpack into an empty new home. At least she didn't have to room with Mary. Her [i]musical[/i] habits would have left her truly mad by the year's end.

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"You packed snacks into your duffel bag?" Mary asked, more disappointed than surprised. Valentine had managed to set her bag upon her bed with a heavy bounce, and begun to unpack even before Mary could leave. The first things she noticed, however, were the various junk foods that filled her bag. "You packed snacks for a place that was going to serve you meals 24/7? You think this is a camping trip?"

"No! I just... wanted food from home is all," Valentine objected.

"But you could buy this at any common grocer. What the hell Val?" Mary shook her head and glared, choosing to leave Valentine to her poor choices than stand around and gawk at them. Mary retrieved her bag again and made for the door after saying farewell to her sister. Mary proceeded to her own room, and finding it empty, unpacked to her hearts content fueled by a small boombox she had brought with her.