Ah great, here comes Miss Loudmouth. Helga had just plunked her change into the one half-stocked vending machine on her floor when her neighbor rounded the corner with her roommate. The pair were the bane of Helga's college life thus far with their loud enthusiastic chatter cutting through the meager wall between their rooms.
She also knew if she didn't get a jump on it either of the girls would nag her ears off so as she hit the buttons for her salty evening feast Helga cocked a brow upward and called out, "What's got your shorts in a twist?"
Her neighbor rolls her eyes dramatically. "There's this guy outside sneaking around the dorm." She waves her hands as if dismissing this phantom creep, wrinkling her nose at the same time. "What kind of loser tries to catch peeks that way?"
Helga purses her lips at that. She'd been aiming to just veg out in front of her laptop but a guy skulking around outside sounded more entertaining honestly. She wasn't in the practice of picking fights quite so much anymore but what the hell, she might as well do her civic duty and gain some entertainment from it.
So chip bag in hand Helga heads back to her room. Being on the second floor had it's perks and apparently this was one of them... not that many of the other girls would consider it a perk.
She takes a moment to open her bag and then slams her window open like she means business here, starting her shouting before she even gets a look out the window to see if the guy is even still around.
"HEY! TALL, DARK AND CREEPY!"
One arm folded across the window sill still cradling her bag in her hand Helga leans halfway out.
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Ah great, here comes Miss Loudmouth. Helga had just plunked her change into the one half-stocked vending machine on her floor when her neighbor rounded the corner with her roommate. The pair were the bane of Helga's college life thus far with their loud enthusiastic chatter cutting through the meager wall between their rooms.
She also knew if she didn't get a jump on it either of the girls would nag her ears off so as she hit the buttons for her salty evening feast Helga cocked a brow upward and called out, "What's got your shorts in a twist?"
Her neighbor rolls her eyes dramatically. "There's this guy outside sneaking around the dorm." She waves her hands as if dismissing this phantom creep, wrinkling her nose at the same time. "What kind of loser tries to catch peeks that way?"
Helga purses her lips at that. She'd been aiming to just veg out in front of her laptop but a guy skulking around outside sounded more entertaining honestly. She wasn't in the practice of picking fights quite so much anymore but what the hell, she might as well do her civic duty and gain some entertainment from it.
So chip bag in hand Helga heads back to her room. Being on the second floor had it's perks and apparently this was one of them... not that many of the other girls would consider it a perk.
She takes a moment to open her bag and then slams her window open like she means business here, starting her shouting before she even gets a look out the window to see if the guy is even still around.
"HEY! TALL, DARK AND CREEPY!"
One arm folded across the window sill still cradling her bag in her hand Helga leans halfway out.