September 27.
Fresh out of the movie theater, Andy looked expectantly at her boyfriend. There was a gift for her in his backpack.
It was her birthday present.
Her boyfriend thought he had bought it secretly, but when he asked his sister for advice, his sister—whom Andy had long since won over—immediately told her everything about what his gift might be.
On top of that, his dorm mates had kept her informed of his every move.
So it was not hard to guess what the gift was.
As for why those dorm mates helped her?
Because she had dorm mates too.
All of her boyfriend's dorm mates were single.
Everything was exactly as she had expected.
It was the latest handbag, the kind with rivets.
It was very nice!
Andy liked that combination of black and metallic flair.
After a hot kiss, Andy carefully and tactfully refused her boyfriend's request to go further. Smiling, she slung the bag over her shoulder and entered the dorm building.
She could not wait to show those three girls her spoils.
They would definitely be Envy!
But to Andy's surprise, when she pushed open the door, she found that no one was there.
Not only was no one there, but the power in her dorm was out.
"What a terrible night."
Andy muttered under her breath. She was about to use her phone as a light when, just as she took it out, a voice suddenly came from behind her.
"What a terrible night."
The exact same words.
The exact same tone.
It sounded exactly like someone talking to themselves.
But Andy was certain she had not spoken.
Holding her bag and phone, she shone the light behind her and shouted.
"Who's there?!"
"Come out!"
"Anne?"
"I can see you, you bitches. You just