Ghost Dormitory の小説・ストーリー

In the end, I reluctantly agreed to build a dormitory, asking Serina and Aileen to join me in going over the plans and designs Aidan brought while also ensuring the proper permits and paperwork were in order. “We should have it done by the end of June,” Aidan says as he comes to stand beside me. I say nothing but silently watch as his men continue to build what will be a two-story frame housing thirty rooms, a basement with a laundry room, and a common area for the wolves living here to mingle with one another. “And you promise me that it will look similar to the pack house?” I ask, feeling slightly uneasy. “Yes, Alpha Phoebe. The dormitory will look similar to the pack house, though it will

"What was that?" "What was what?" "She being into you." "It's- normal," Liza said, walking. "You said that you're not into girls." "I just don't know. Okay?" Uncertainty surrounded her voice. Liza took Ida to the Tez Grue. That's where the Gem Dorm was, a beautiful, modern architecture. "This-is the Gem Dorm. Step in, Ida," Liza said spreading her arms and took Ida inside. The building was a high tower and it was painted metallic blue like many other buildings. The interiors were some white and some blue.

There are no decorations, no punched-tin or dyed hangings like you’d find in a Ditch home, but the halls are wider, the ceilings are higher, and from the quiet, it’s clear the walls are made of something thicker than particleboard. We climb yet another stair, walk to the end of another hall, and Clay kicks a door open with his foot. It’s an attic dormitory, four bunks on either side, each with a metal footlocker at the end. It stinks. Three males startle and stand. Two were playing cards on a thin mattress. One had been lying down. A fourth male, the one named Amir, drops from where he was lifting himself on a bar hung across a closet door. All the males except Amir duck their heads and aver

I followed the woman into the shelter to the dorm in the back. The room was stark and bare, with flickering overhead lights that buzzed softly. There was no artwork, no colourful bedding, just dirty grey walls and a chipped white and black linoleum floor that reminded me of a chessboard. This was all we deserved. The scum, the dregs of society. A roof and a dirty bed. No more, no less. The place stank of cheap booze, cigarettes, and unwashed bodies. Strictly speaking, no one was allowed to smoke and drink inside the dorm, but the smell clung to unwashed bodies like napalm.

I mean, this is the only dormitory here in the city. "Welcome to the Trainer's Dormitory. This building has seven floors. The first to third floor is for average class dorm room, the fourth and fifth floor was for middle class dorm room, sixth floor is for wealth class and the seventh floor is for special class. The first and third floor have 25 rooms on each floor. Expect that the room is small but rest assured that you have enough space for a bed and a closet. There will be a cafeteria ang public bathroom for average class on each floor. And you can only take the elevator with brown door. Next is the middle class. Fourth and fifth floor have 18 rooms for each floor, you'll have a relativel

It was in messed and loudly making the other students who was their neighborhood wake up and witness their childish bawling. The spacious room of Zitrey is now crammed with four monkeys inside. Thankfully, the bed is a double-deck giving more space. Zitrey was holding her anger in this messed and went outside. She was surrounded by kids. Seems staying in this dormitory will be very distressing.

said Hunter. "Ah, I remember one vacant room in the regular dorm. You may want to try it. The dormitory was abandoned by its occupants a few weeks ago." "Oh really?" Hunter suddenly looked interested. "What room number?" After ending the call, Hunter walked off dragging a large suitcase fifteen minutes later. He looked troubled.

Now I really had something to look forward to. I changed into some jeans and a holy t-shirt to make my way over to Kimi and Rose’s dorm. They lived in one of the few dorms that were open during the summer, and it was an all girl dorm. The rooms were tiny, about the size of my room at the house, and they had communal showers on every floor. Overall, I thought it was a good choice for them since their conditions wouldn’t change much if they got into GLE. “You’re late, Rina!” Kam called as he loaded a box into our old van.

The dormitory was silent as the door slammed shut behind us. **** The damp air clung to my skin as I stared blankly at the cracked, moldy ceiling above me. Droplets of water leaked through the cracks, dripping steadily onto my face, one after the other. I didn’t even blink. My eyes were open, but I wasn’t really seeing anything. I didn’t feel human. I didn’t feel like anything at all. The small room, hidden beneath the orphanage, had no name, but the children whispered about it like it was some forbidden place. A punishment room, they called it.

without choking. The dormitory is a long room with rows of narrow beds and hooks along the wall for aprons and cloaks. Marla throws herself onto her mattress with an exaggerated groan loud enough to make the girl in the next bed giggle. “If I ever stop scrubbing,” she says to the ceiling, “I’ll haunt Marek’s pans just to keep screaming.” “You’ll scrub again tomorrow,” Kai sings back, stretching like a cat. “But maybe less if you say ‘sir’ like a good little court mouse.”