Roomate in a Closet, I thought that I was Scared, but NO, she was.
Her face was acne scarred and she wore heavy make up to hide it as best she could. Her hair was a fabulously expensive Sassoon cut brunette bob and her clothing was expensive. She said that her name was Phaedra and we called her that all semester long. She didn't talk much, did her nails every day in a new color of nail polish, sometimes did them twice a day, using drying agents and electronic thingamajiggies to dry them even more quickly. She went out daily and came back with another new color... Sign in to see full entry.