真心半解--同人文(2)
The phone buzzes again, five minutes later, and she releases a breath she didn't know she had been holding.
DiegaRivero: Ha. Plath went to a small liberal arts school too. Bodes ill for you…
Two minutes later:
DiegaRivero: Besides. Reveries aren't the worst use of my time
Her throat goes dry at this.
SmithCorona: You're lucky I'm above reaching for the low-hanging fruit. Not use pointing out all the artists who cut off body parts
The next reply comes back within a minute.
DiegaRivero: Hmm, or maybe you just can't think of more than one?
Smiling, she reaches into her dad's food pack for a dumpling. It's cold and hard, but somehow
the best thing she's ever eaten.
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The orientation leader had warned them that the first night would be the hardest. She just hadn't expected it to apply to her. She'd had a whole week to prepare on the train. Plus, she was in