I've only formally meet her once, Vanessa seemed standoffish. Although I could have sworn I saw her smile as she held the door for the building open for me.
Yeah it was 3 days after me and Valerie introduced ourselves to her. She opened the door. I guess she didn't know what to make of us.
"Hi I'm Valerie..."
"And I'm Lindsay."
"Vanessa" She said a bit slow. As if she was unsure of herself.
She grasped the door like if it was her safety, and didn't fully come out from its shelter. She glanced from Valerie to me and smiled politely, her eyes told a different story. I think it was annoyance.
However, that day she held the door open for me, her small smile was warm. It's like she knew with my hands full that I'd need some sort of help. I even recall talking to our other neighbors on the other side of us in the hallway one day. She passed by with her hot pink laundry bag. She glanced our way, but quickly averted her eyes when I faced her.
Maybe we caught her on a bad day. I'm sure I've had those. I remember being down the day she held the door open for me, I had forgotten my ID to get into the dorm and I had a test to think about later on in the week. She smiled and I said thank you and she just nodded and smiled a smile that finally reached her eyes.
And every once in a while I'll hear faint laughter and some sort of murmurs from her dorm. Music too, always in the morning. I imagine that she sings along with it as she gets ready.
Quiet and very awkward, yet her color choices are so bright. She wears this teal cardigan and bright blue sweater. Perhaps there's more to this Vanessa.
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