But if you're finding it too much.." No!. no.." Melissa cut in, "I'm fine with it.. I dunno.. It's just difficult seeing you.. you know?. I was gettin... worried that's all." I know Mel." Jasmine said, still breathless but smiling warmly now. "You want to help with the pain?"I wasn't sure where this was going, but I watched intrigued. Jasmine had taken a good beating, and Melissa had experienced things she had never contemplated before. It only seemed fair to allow them a break from. “It looks much better on you,” he said. “Cream and sugar?”“Just a shot of cream, please.”I sat at the breakfast nook while he stood on the other side. We flirted and got acquainted as we sipped our coffee. He was charming, smart, and he was good to me. He was a captivating man. I felt drawn to him in a big way, and even more so when I thought about what he does in his basement.Before we knew it, it had become dark outside. Looking at the kitchen clock, I noticed that it was already past nine.. The Dean especially, it was wrong of him not to inform you before you moved in." So..." I looked around, as if Ms. Burrow and I were sharing a secret. "Somebody actually died in my dorm? Is that why nobody else wants to stay there?" That's the going theory anyway. Her body was never really found, poor thing."I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. It was true, but one word stuck in my mind above the others."Her?" Yes, Mary-Jane Hamilton. Such a sweet young girl. Around your age, if memory. I had completely forgotten that I was bare underneath.Tim's eyes shot up at me and then back down to the magazine. I knew he had seen, and seen close up. The bed was only a few feet away from where he was sitting. Why did I feel so excited by this thought? I composed myself and tried to shake off the awkwardness of the moment."Well, talk about worst dressed" I said coolly, trying to make Tim at ease, "I guess nothing you've never seen before, right?"Tim looked up at me and kind of gave a.