"My dorm mate never showed," Aurora said to her mother on the phone through the screen. They had been face screening one another for a little bit.
"What you mean they never showed?" Lacy asked her daughter.
Aurora shrugged. "They never showed. It could have been a Beta or Omega, we could have been best of friends."
They continued to talk to one another about mundane things until finally releasing the line. Aurora threw her phone on the bed on the other side, not her bed. She flopped down on her bed and laid on her back.
Her walls were bared and half of the room felt empty because it was empty.
Knock, knock!
The sound jolted Aurora upright. Standing frozen in the doorway, clutching a clipboard, was a pale young woman with jet-black hair chopped unevenly at her jawline.
The Omega's eyes darted around the half-furnished room, lingering on Aurora's lone suitcase propped against the wall, then the stark emptiness where another desk stood empty.
