Time: Move-In Day / Kinsey: Age 22 / Pre-YIM
Rating: Fun For All
Kinsey worked the black Sharpie against the torn pieces of yellow legal pad with a fury, jotting down the numbers one through four as fast as she could, hoping to end the argument quickly. Once they were finished and folded twice, she rushed back upstairs to meet the guys in the hallway where they were still arguing about who was going to take which room and share bathrooms.
“One and two are down that way, three and four down the other hall,” she informed them before holding her cupped hands towards them and ordering, “Pick.” Zac chose first, looking as ready for the fight to be over as she was.
“Three,” he shrugged, “Works for me.”
“One,” Taylor responded after taking his own. Kinsey watched nervously as Isaac carefully chose. If he made the wrong choice, her life would instantly become a living hell.
“Four,” he said sheepishly. Kinsey didn’t even bother opening the last. Her fate was already sealed.
“Looks like it’s just you and me,” Taylor sighed, clearly as thrilled as she was.
“If you hog the bathroom, I’m going to murder you,” Kinsey warned, dropping her still folded slip to the floor before disappearing down the stairs.