Unplanned

Still annoyed, she reached her floor. Hours of driving back and forth only to reschedule, so ridiculous...

Seeing no scrunchy on the handle, she unlocked the door, already starting to relax.

Flowing blood greeted her, pouring over a naked back from where a head should be. She was weak, leaning on the handle as a sick feeling gripped her. Her roommate's body was wrapped around an ecstatic man, barely acknowledging her, sitting on a blanket on the floor. Her head and a bloodied sword rested nearby.

She tried to collect herself. That crazy girl actually did it...

Breakfast was awkward.