It's Kristen, and I have the best news. My roommate just left for the weekend. Her bag is packed, the door just clicked shut, and I am standing in the middle of our dorm room in nothing but an oversized t-shirt, grinning like an idiot, because I have the whole place to myself for two entire days.
You do not understand how rare this is. Dorm walls are thin. Privacy is basically a rumor. Every time I have wanted to be loud, to really let go, there has been someone on the other side of a very thin wall pretending not to hear. But not this weekend. This weekend I can be as loud as I want, and I plan to take full advantage.
I already have it all pictured. Tonight I am going to lock the door, turn my phone volume all the way up, and stretch out on my little twin bed like it is the most luxurious thing in the world. No whispering. No holding back. No hand clamped over my mouth. Just me, completely uninhibited, for as long as I want.
There is something about a dorm room that makes everything hotter, do you not think? The tiny bed. The posters on the wall. My textbooks stacked on the desk, totally ignored. The feeling of being young and free and a little bit reckless. I am going to be thinking about every college fantasy I have ever had, and I am going to live every single one of them out loud.
Maybe I will start in the shower, the water running to cover the sound out of pure habit, before I remember that nobody is here and laugh at myself. Maybe I will end up on the floor, or against the door, or in her bed just because I can. The whole room is mine. Every surface is an option. That kind of freedom does something to a girl.
And the best part? I want company. Not in person, obviously, my RA would have opinions. But on the phone? Absolutely. I want you in my ear while I explore every inch of this empty room. Tell me where to go, what to do, how loud to be. I am your coed with no supervision and no volume limit, and I am feeling extremely creative.
This is a once in a semester opportunity, and I am not wasting it. If you have ever fantasized about a good college girl alone in my dorm with nothing but time and imagination, this weekend is your chance.
Call the dispatcher and ask for Kristen. The roommate is gone, the door is locked, and I am already in the t-shirt.
xoxo, Kristen