Rorie Steele was laying in her locker room, eyes closed. She was obviously sleeping. She jolted up within seconds, hearing some crashes and bangs. She made a face, looking pissed right off. She swung her legs over, standing up. Se was just in a tank top and some booty shorts, but that was beyond her control right now. She walked to the door, whipping it open. It slammed against the wall beind it and Rorie walked out of the room. She stared down the hall, catching glimpses of sit behind thrown into the hall. She started walking towards the mess, her hands clenched.
Unknown person: "WHERE'S MY FUCKING PHONE! OH MY FUCKING GOD! WHERE'S MY FUCKING PHOOOOOONE!"
"Shut. The fuck. Up! You're fucking screaming and shit. People are trying to fucking sleep here! Jesus fucking Christ!"
Rorie walked closer to the chaos, not even caring if se was interrupting something. She ducked out of the way of a flying box and poked her head into the room.
"Do you think you could shut the fuck up? I'm trying to fucking sleep here and you are making as much fucking noise as you possibly can. Shut up."
Rorie glared at whoever it was that turned to look at her, and that's when she noticed who was being such a loud being..
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