Angelo made his way up the stairs a bit ahead of almost everyone else. He didn’t need to grab any of his bags as they had already been taken up to his room, along with Cookie, by his driver.
He was not the first of the kitchen group to head up the stairs, however. Walking in front of him was the wolf girl, Kayla, taking the steps two at a time with her long-legged gait. She was unencumbered by any bags. Angelo called out to her, “where are your things?”
“Hmm? Oh, I had my driver bring them up earlier, and some other stuff was delivered way earlier as well.” She stopped at the top of the stairs and looked back down at Angelo. When he caught up she threw a hand over his shoulders and Angelo silently lamented the white fur that was sure to shed on his sweater and in his wig. “What about your stuff. I don’t suppose that fancy dress of yours is all you have.”
“Hardly.” Angelo sniffed, trying to wiggle out from under Kayla’s heavy arm, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m in room one.”
“What a coincidence! So am I, I guess we are roommates!” Kayla swung open the door with the tiny metal one and a piece of paper that said Angelo and Kayla on it to a room… that was absolutely bursting. Bags lined the floors almost to the point of being unable to take a step. One desk was covered in strange science equipment, spilling out onto the floor around it. On the other desk sat Cookie’s cage, hanging over the edges.
Angelo extricated himself from under Kayla’s arm and stepped inside with a sigh, “This is going to be so much work to get looking good.” He bent down to unzip the first suitcase that he recognized as his.
“Well it’s not like we have to get everything done tonight,” Kayla said, rummaging through the science equipment on and around her desk.
“I cannot,” Angelo grunted as he nearly tripped over another bag while bringing some of his clothes to the wardrobe, “sleep in a mess like this.”
“You wouldn’t have to sleep in it, the bed’s clean.”
“That’s not enough!”
Mostly in silence Angelo and Kayla put away their things until both the wardrobes, closets and under-bed drawers were full to bursting.
Angelo sighed in relief and began to gather up the things needed for his nightly routine. It was getting late and he wasn’t going to have his 8 hours of beauty sleep if he didn’t hurry. – “Hey, this you?” Kayla asked, holding up her phone. Angelo paused on his way out the door, his entire nighttime beauty routine in his hands. On Kayla’s phone was his Instagram page. He nodded. “So is it influencer money then or…?”
Angelo shook his head, “I don’t really take brand deals or anything. It’s my parents’ money… and a little bit from professional modeling gigs.”
“What do your parents do? My dad runs Walker Pharmaceuticals.”
“My dad is a designer. Mom is a model.”
“So-”
Angelo cut her off. “Sorry, but I’d really like to take a shower now.”
After an hour-long, calming routine Angelo returned to the room. With his contacts out and his glasses left in the room, he tripped over the corner of an empty suitcase. Kayla laughed, “If you weren’t carrying the dress and wig in your hands I might’ve asked who the hell you were. That transformation is amazing.”
With Angelo’s short black hair, darker eyes squinting with poor vision, and wearing an oversized t-shirt and plain black slippers, Angelo knew he couldn’t look more different from his lolita look if he tried.
Angelo found his tiny purse and pulled his glasses out of it, putting them on, “I’ve heard that one before. Certainly not as much of a transformation as whenever you turned yourself into a… wolf. That must have given your family quite a shock when they first saw you.”
Kayla laughed again, louder this time, “Oh yeah, my dad straight up fainted!”
Angelo laughed politely as well, putting away his dress, wig, and toiletries. He flopped down on his bed. He pulled out his phone and posted a selfie he took during the tour before mindlessly scrolling until his eyelids got heavy.
Ravenhold Academy 