“You can’t stink up the place like that!” What a head-up-her-ass roommate. Didn’t Monica realize that she had a strong sensitivity to chemicals? First it was plug-ins, then dryer sheets and now their tiny dorm room was redolent with the reek of nail polish remover. Her head pounded with each step as she picked her way through discarded flip-flops and sticky coffee cups. “Smell is particulate and you’re poisoning us both!” Whoever matched an International Relations student with a Com Studies bunny was an idiot. “Whatever." Monica yawned. Her splayed toes shiny-wet and off gassing with Lincoln Park after Dark.
[Image from: College Life]
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