Writing
Haines has a backside
So there’s a residence hall (not a dorm!!) on campus that has this thing called the “annex.”
It’s kind of this mystical place where only the people who are worthy of navigating the treacherous passages may congregate. I’m lucky enough to be hanging out with my yearbook friend Anna.
I’m pretty sure that if she were to disappear right now I’d never be able to find my way out of this place. It’s really that much of a maze.
Regardless, I’ve always wanted to be cool, and I’m sure this is about as close as I’m going to get. Haha!
(apparently it’s the freshman hall. Oh well.)