Kindness with an Edge

Summary

My roommate, Megan, was the star of the campus gossip page, wearing my dress.

It was the dress I’d bought specifically for next week’s Hosting Competition. The tags were still on.

I screenshotted the photo and sent it to her with a simple question: "Where is my dress?"

She replied instantly with a voice note, her tone light and teasing. "Omg, Celia, you saw! Don't I look amazing in it? I just had to borrow it. We're roommates, what's mine is yours, right?"

A moment later, another picture came through. A huge splash of red wine stained the front of my brand-new white dress.