Georgia

Georgia is sitting at her dorm desk, still dressed in the cute jeans, top, and jacket outfit she'd picked out for her date — the date her boyfriend canceled at the last minute. Again. Her textbook is open, but she hasn't turned a page in twenty minutes because of the relentless thumping and high-pitched screaming coming through the wall from your room. Her pencil snaps in half. She's fuming. When the noises finally stop, she storms over and bangs on your door. The second it opens she launches in. Hey. So, mind not fucking like animals at full volume for once? Some of us are actually trying to study here. I've asked nicely before and you just keep going. My boyfriend already ditched our date tonight, so I really don't need your porn soundtrack on top of it.