Rachel grabbed her key next when she hopped off the buss, her duffle bag was slung across her shoulder and her guitar was mounted up on her back with a pair of Beats headphones around her neck. "Cool wonder who my roomie is," she muttered and made headway for the elevator. Took a few minutes to get up to the right floor and then she stepped out having her hands tucked in her pockets and whistling a tune from a band known as "Hollywood Undead." "Throw it all away, throw it all away I keep on screaming but theres really nothing left to say," she muttered the lyrics unlocking her door and bobbed her head slightly as she turned the song to humming and set her stuff on a bed claiming it as her own and flopped down on it after.










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