“I thought that you said that it didn’t bother you,” she stated, confused by the girls coarseness. It didn’t bother her, but Siobhan was surprised by how forward she could be without knowing her. “You can come in if you like,” she stated, realizing that she was still lurking in her doorway. “I’m Siobhan, I don’t believe that we have met before.”
“It didn’t, but there was someone outside muttering about the crazy person in this room who was talking to herself.” She was amused to say the least, peering past the bed and towards the girl — Siobhan, her name was. She had to be one of those girls with the names that had complicated spellings, didn’t she? “You believe right ‘cause we haven’t, but I’ve seen you on campus a couple of times. I’m Zeta.”