Lorelai is a nineteen year old college student living in New York at her college's dorms. Ever since Lorelai was young, she always thrived to be the best in academics because being athletic wasn't her type of thing. sometimes she often faked stomach aches to get out of that stupid PE exercise even though she knew those were important.
She also had a knack of buying whatever book she laid eyes on, found fascinating. Just like that she had more novels than the study material she needed to even pass the semester. but Lorelai was always at the top. Truth to be said, Lorelai was a sucker for books, living in her fantasy bubble more than reality any chance she got.
It was either be at the top or get plummeted to the ground.
and who the hell will prefer the latter?
IN THE PRESENT TIME
Right now, Lorelai was sitting on her sofa with the window open, light breeze flowing in through it, reading her favourite book for god knows which time.
She was reading Fourth Wing. she couldn't get enough of that book series. she was so immersed in the book. her eyes gazed outside the window to take a short break from the reading all while wishing she was living among the characters of the book simultaneously. her eyes caught the sight of a shooting star gliding across the midnight sky.
When she opened her eyes she wasn't in her dorm room. This looked way too different from her stacked books in the corner to notes lying anywhere they found the space. No this almost looked like a hotel suite, even better than hotel suites.
just where the hell was she ?
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Untangled mess
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