It was just that Dahlia and Morwenna weren't quite at that level of friendship yet.
Dahlia was reserved, so even giving Morwenna a heads-up was the best she could do. There was no way she'd go out of her way to offer help.
Morwenna remembered it but didn't stress too much about the situation. She always believed in the power of reason.
Before long, Lorna returned, drenched in sweat from playing basketball, and headed to the shower after a brief huff upon seeing the two chatting.
Meanwhile, Dahlia lay down to scroll through her phone.
The dorm grew quiet.
It was about Morwenna's bedtime, but she pulled out a book instead.
Morwenna wasn't one for phones or video games. Most of her time was for work, and she spent it reading.
Growing up in the mountains, Morwenna cherished even the most tattered books. Upon arriving in Rosefrost Hollow, she found the prices at the local bookstore too expensive. She couldn't justify buying many, but thankfully, the university library was free, a small slice of heaven for her.
She often thought of Melvin and wondered how thrilled he would have been to know she had access to an endless supply of books.
After reading quietly for a while, Morwenna glanced at the clock. It was 11 PM. She yawned, fought the urge to continue reading, and put the book down.
But she wasn't ready for bed yet. She took out some cashmere yarn and knitting needles instead. She had promised to knit a sweater for Stuart before the weather turned chilly, and she dedicated an hour each day to the task.
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