11-04-2015, 07:56 AM
After taking as much time as he could to just wander, Cal found his way to his dorm. He entered the room and found that no one else was there yet. "Good. Maybe the headmistress finally gave up and left me alone." He smiled coldly, allowing himself a moment to fantasize. He went through room mates faster than anyone, either scaring them away or annoying them to the point where they left. He made it perfectly clear that he wanted to be alone, and he let people think it was because he was simply antisocial. In truth, he was terrified of waking up one night to find his power had accidentally killed his room mate. Sighing, he chose his bed- not that it mattered, they were the same- and set his backpack down on it. Everything he owned was in that bag; at least until he was legally an adult and inherited his father's estate. Cal never personalized his space, because that just made him get attached, and getting attached to anything was like opening himself up for pain. The only thing he did to make his bed his own was to place something under the pillow- something he had carried with him since he was young. He never slept without that one item. It was more important to him than anything else in the world, and no one knew it existed.
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