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Winnie excitedly pulled Jay’s hand, causing him to shuffle forward and nearly tumble into her. Her curly hair bounced against the back of her neck appropriately as she jogged towards her assigned room.

“Hey, slow down!” The male student gripped his luggage tightly to halt it from swinging up and down. There was a certain tile on the ground that made his hefty bag swing up and dive down, slamming into his knee. “Yee-ouch!” Jay whimpered, “Let’s stop running, Win. This is getting dangerous.”

“Stop bring your mother, Nealio, it’s college for Heaven’s sake!” Her faint Southern London accent was light and feathery, easy to make anyone calm down. They had arrived at their rooms, each of them waving to each other before strolling inside.