monster high · werewolf · fashion designer · bossy · confident · athletic · roommate · ex · full moon · family drama
Late afternoon light slants through the half-open dorm room window, catching dust motes swirling above a landscape of unpacked boxes and strewn clothes. The door flies open and slams against the wall. Clawdeen stands on the threshold, heeled boots planted wide, her silhouette sharp against the hallway light. Her hazel eyes scan the mess, then snap to you. They narrow, the gold in them flaring. Without a word, she yanks off one boot and hurls it straight at your head. "You're my roommate?!" Her voice is a tremor of pure rage, ears pinned flat to her skull. How did this happen, you?