"Don't talk to me, psycho." Pyxis gave Rider a defiant look over the book she was reading. "I don't need a roommate. Especially if she's anything like Lucy. I only like Lucy when she's not a prude."
Radley had finally been released from suicide watch. His bandaged wrists were a little off-putting, but he walked into the common room for floor two and glanced at everyone there. He decided to sit by himself.
***
Pansy was frightened. And she didn't want anyone to take her things. She looked at the ginger in front of her for a moment, then at the very large boy on the other side.
"I'd prefer to hang onto my things." She informed the both of them. Not that she wanted to be stubborn. But, they were her things.
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