temptationsx
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Name: Alexia 'Lexie' Cohen
Age: 22, Senior at UCLA
Stepping outside and into the warm California air after being imprisoned in a lecture hall for nearly three hours gave Alexia the faintest bit of hope that Summer was just around the corner. She continued to count down the days until her college graduation; nineteen days and counting. It was weather like this that made the brunette want to do nothing but slip into a bikini and hit the beach. Unfortunately, the priority of school came first and foremost, pushing her needless desires aside. Or at least, for nineteen more days.
As she brushed away a stray strand of hair that had blown across her face, Alexia made her way towards one of the many dorms that were located across campus. This one, in particular, was the dorm building that housed a certain boy that she had been seeing for nearly the past two months - not exactly a love interest, but not merely a fuckbuddy, either. It was nothing serious, at least to her it wasn't, but all in good fun.
Unsure of whether or not Andrew was even to be found in his room, Alexia took her chances and carried herself to the fourth floor of the building; the floor that constantly smelled of beer, pot, and boys. Typical. Alexia made her way down the hallway, the sound of her flip flops faint compared to the various genres of music that blasted from room to room. She reached the end of the hall, turning on the ball of her feet to face the door of room 414: Andrew's room that he shared with another boy. Lightly, Alexia knocked on the door, secretly hoping that he wasn't off lifting weights or visiting other friends. It was merely a few seconds before the door opened, exposing a messy-haired, green-eyed Andrew, sporting nothing but a pair of cargo shorts. "Hey," Alexia spoke with a smirk, her eyes directly on his own. "are you alone?" She questioned him hopefully, craning her neck slightly in attempts to see past the boy and into his dorm room.
Age: 22, Senior at UCLA
Stepping outside and into the warm California air after being imprisoned in a lecture hall for nearly three hours gave Alexia the faintest bit of hope that Summer was just around the corner. She continued to count down the days until her college graduation; nineteen days and counting. It was weather like this that made the brunette want to do nothing but slip into a bikini and hit the beach. Unfortunately, the priority of school came first and foremost, pushing her needless desires aside. Or at least, for nineteen more days.
As she brushed away a stray strand of hair that had blown across her face, Alexia made her way towards one of the many dorms that were located across campus. This one, in particular, was the dorm building that housed a certain boy that she had been seeing for nearly the past two months - not exactly a love interest, but not merely a fuckbuddy, either. It was nothing serious, at least to her it wasn't, but all in good fun.
Unsure of whether or not Andrew was even to be found in his room, Alexia took her chances and carried herself to the fourth floor of the building; the floor that constantly smelled of beer, pot, and boys. Typical. Alexia made her way down the hallway, the sound of her flip flops faint compared to the various genres of music that blasted from room to room. She reached the end of the hall, turning on the ball of her feet to face the door of room 414: Andrew's room that he shared with another boy. Lightly, Alexia knocked on the door, secretly hoping that he wasn't off lifting weights or visiting other friends. It was merely a few seconds before the door opened, exposing a messy-haired, green-eyed Andrew, sporting nothing but a pair of cargo shorts. "Hey," Alexia spoke with a smirk, her eyes directly on his own. "are you alone?" She questioned him hopefully, craning her neck slightly in attempts to see past the boy and into his dorm room.