She made a disgusted face. She'd been suitemates with Kasey for the entire first year of her university studies, and the amount of crap music that had been pumped through her bedroom wall was obscene. "And you all crawled home with glitter herpes," she guessed with a smirk. "Maybe we'll get Dean this year and it'll be a thrash metal zombie wonderland." She looked over her shoulder to see Halloweenfest (and chaperones) almost completely obscured in the distance. "That'd be pretty awesome."