Anastasia looked on were mild interest, this was the best kind of entertainment she’d gotten all week. Watching the the girl’s victim let out a little squeak and ran from the room, she laughed, shaking her head, “She’s gonna have to learn to stick up for herself at some point or she’s not going to make it very far in this school.” Looking the other woman who had interesting hair, up and down, “What’s stuck up your ass? It that time of the month again?”
“Ha ha ha, you’re so funny,” Zoey deadpanned, running her hand through the ends of her short hair as she watched the kid scamper away. Kid. The boy was probably almost nineteen and had just moved in. Despite the fact that she was only staying on campus temporarily while her apartment was being refurbished, she had already made herself at home in the ‘tiny’ room, and he had just walked in like it was hit. Stupid idiot. “Kid didn’t bother to look at a fucking map before coming over here. They give them out at the reception. He should use eyes otherwise he might as well not have them at all.”