Room 417, Monday Afternoon

[iamnotallgirl]

Jill was scrambling to get things ready for tomorrow. And Jack. She didn't know what the school was going to do about it. Were they going to lock him in? Remove him to a secure location? Let him roam free because everyone here was crazy and wouldn't notice anyway? She didn't know, and she was afraid to ask, so she'd decided to take appropriate precautions. Thus far, she'd bought some peanut butter and a loaf of bread so Jack could, you know, eat, and written a note:

Jack,

Welcome to boarding school. It's all your fault. Do not leave this room. Do not. These people are crazy but I don't think they're that crazy.\

I hate you. I hate you I hate you I hate you. Stop ruining my life. I hate you.

-Jill

Now she just had to figure out what to do about her roommate...

((Open))