it's written but we can't read between the lines

[_dawnie_]

How's college, you ask? You know, I'm not sure, because I don't feel like I've been there! No, really, I'm behind in everything, and I think I'm going to have to chain myself to my desk tonight to get some stuff done. I know Sophie thinks I'm the worst roommate ever-- I haven't seen her for long enough to have a real conversation since I moved

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[_dawnie_]

"Hi," I say, looking up from my computer where I'm trying to type out an English assignment. I'm not doing so well; it's especially incoherent. "It's me, the famous absentee roommate." I half-turn in my chair, half-smiling at her. "Stuff's been, um... weird."

[_dawnie_]

"I'm sorry," I say, feeling terrible. "I know it's crappy of me to just disappear. "My boyfriend's been kinda... not feeling good, and I've been with him a lot." I sigh, hooking my arm over the back of my chair and resting my chin on it.

[_dawnie_]

"Oh, geez," I say. "Poor you. You had the absentee roommate and absentee suitemates." I smile, my mood lifting. "Tell me the truth... you've really been sneaking Jor in here to make out, haven't you?"

[_dawnie_]

I giggle. "I'm just teasing you! Feel free to throw a pillow at me or something." She's so cute. Maybe it's that British reserve thing.