Sadie smiled, walked up to me, and patted my chest. “You just earned some major brownie points for not being a total dick for once.” She paused, then ran down the hall, shouting, “Also, I call the biggest room!” I gaped at her retreating form, noting once again that something close to happiness had sparked in me at her words. The feeling quickly dissipated into confusion. “I call sharing. I get night terrors!” Aran yelled, and sprinted after her. Sadie laughed. “Bitch, I definitely have worse PTSD. Get your own room.” “Literally, I’m not sleeping alone. So get used to me, roomie.” Aran
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