Gwen threw her duffel on her bunk with an air of resignation. It rumpled the tightly tucked sheets, and the mattress creaked a bit as she folded her lanky form onto it, looking around the room. It was a small, one-bed unit; there was a corner desk, twin-size bed, sliding closet, and one three-shelf unit to put books, movies, etcetera on. Gwen resolved to find some supplementary units soon as she unzipped her duffel and started unpacking. She pulled items out slowly, hesitating at least three times before setting something in a place. This uni had not been her first choice. It was not held in the highest esteem due to its open tolerance of what were politely referred to as 'Afflicted Folk', and its degrees were not as valuable as some other universities offered, but it was specialized towards chemical science, complete with a volunteer research program, and bottom line: it was the only one in her budget. And that with the aid of a very hard-earned scholarship; she hadn't exactly had many options. Having sorted most of her few possessions, Gwen found herself down to hanging up clothes. She sat back down on the mattress, feeling spent at the effort of making this dorm 'homey'. It was technically only one room, the rooms being in sets of four, with a uniting common room in the centre, and two shared bathrooms pairing the rooms. She liked that it was one bed per room though; more private, less worries of freight-train sinuses. Yawning, she ruffled a hand through her pixie cut dark hair; she was in need of another buzz around the back already, but the extra length was fascinating to shuffle around. Flopping backward, she yawned, her mouth opening wide and her grey eyes scrunching shut. She was so tired; the drive down to South Carolina, and the ferry trip onto the peninsula had been both physically and financially taxing. She'd love nothing more than to take a nap, she was pretty comfortable in her grey driving sweatpants and two-sizes-too-big hoodie, but she was pretty sure there was an initial dorm meeting in a few minutes, and as a choice between attending orientation tonight or early in the morning, she'd rather gulp a coffee and put the extra hours in.