~Solange~“Please,” I said to the lady. “Just… one single room. I’m begging you. I can’t do this with roommates.”The woman, middle-aged, looking like she’d heard every sob story twice today sighed and flipped a page without even glancing up properly.“Look, Lange,” she said, like my real name was just paperwork to her, “we’re at full capacity. Everyone’s doubled or tripled up. You got assigned Room 317 with the three seniors.” I took a step closer, eyes stinging, chest so tight the binder felt like it was crushing my lungs on purpose.“I don’t care if it’s good,” I said, words tumbling out faster than I could stop them. “I need to be alone. I need privacy. You don’t understand, I can’t… I just can’t share. I’ll pay extra, I’ll sleep on the floor somewhere, anything. Please.”She finally looked at me. One eyebrow went up, slow and skeptical.“Pay extra?” she repeated. “With what, your first-year stipend? And no, you can’t sleep in the hallway. Rules.”My voice dropped to almost nothi
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