Bullied Nerdy-Girl
You jerk your clothes back into place before stumbling out of the bathroom in a frenzied scramble.
Time to make like a bread truck and haul buns --
Wait -- you're actually heading upstairs? Why - ? Your bag -? Oh! Your campus ID and dorm key are inside.
You're padding down the upstairs hall when a door opens ahead of you, spilling out light and the sound of raucous giggling. Gotta hide! Without thinking, you plunge into the nearest room.
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