Room 205 Page #2

Sh*t!

Sanne?

Sanne...

What's going on?

It was just a joke.

We do it to all the newcomers.

- Where's Lukas?

- He's not here.

I don't know where?

- I can't handle this.

- It was just a joke!

But how... How did you get

the girl into the mirror?

What girl in the mirror?

Forget it.

You made a big mistake, Katrine.

You're either in or out.

Oh, come on, Lukas!

CALL ME:

LOVE, MOM

What?

It's just that I was sitting there.

Okay, but there are lots

of other places you could sit.

What the hell are you looking at?

No wonder you weren't popular

at the dorm.

Hi, Lukas.

- Yes?

- Could we talk?

I have to be somewhere.

See you later.

- We didn't take it.

- Take what?

- lsn't yourfood gone?

- How do you know if it wasn't you?

Look, keep me out of it.

This is between you and Sanne.

Look, there really is nothing to...

First you take my boyfriend, then my

friend's food. Want my credit card?

- Sanne...

- Weren't you busy playing poker?

If you want an apology, just say so.

- You got something to apologize for?

- If I'd known you still liked...

I don't give a damn.

Now you'll see what Lukas is like

after he's f***ed you.

I don't give a sh*t.

Taste good?

- I'm going to my room.

- Chuck out the mirror Katrine broke.

Oh, come on.

Sh*t!

I get to tidy up your mess.

Katrine, what's that?

What the hell is this?

You f***ing freak!

Hi.

- Why did you move out?

- Move out?

Well... I just moved out, I guess.

I think I know why.

You're either in or out.

I was out.

At fiirst it was just little things.

But soon it was all the time.

- What did they do?

- All kinds of stuff.

They tried to scare me

with the dead girl from room 205.

They can get pretty mean.

I don't know if you've noticed?

Oh yeah.

They're after me now.

I'd better get to class.

Want to meet up afterwards?

- Six o'clock?

- Sure.

But why would they want

to scare you?

At first they were really nice

but then...

I hooked up with Lukas and then...

- It's true, though, that story.

- What story?

About the dead girl.

Word is she died in the bathroom.

I don't know if that's true.

Hungry?

Yes, a bit.

Sure this is such a good idea?

I don't like being here.

Why do they get to decide

who can be here? I live here too.

Why hasn't she called me?

I'm not waiting for her all night.

- Didn't she come to the gym?

- No, and she needs the exercise!

I don't know about that.

- Like cilantro?

- Sure.

- Or... I don't know.

- If you like it, or what it is?

If Lena shows up,

tell her I'm not looking for her.

It's fun to cook together, huh?

- Look, what exactly is going on?

- What do you mean?

- Don't use me in your war on Sanne.

- Why does Sanne always win?

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