Fantasy RP My Sister’s Roommate is a Monster?! (Redcoat)

She nodded, even though he wasn’t looking her way. “Sure,” she spoke and awkwardly slunk down in her seat a little more. There would be no way that she’d be in the next couple of classes with him, right? What even was he majoring in?
 
Well, for what he was majoring in, she'd have no idea. But for if she'd be in the next few classes with him? Not at all. Infact, she wouldn't see him for the rest of the day, until she was sat in her room and looking at the paper with his number on it, wondering if she should call him... Just for help with the studying, obviously...
 
She looked over the number again and again, before bringing out her phone and typing the number into her contacts. She then proceeded to message the number first and waited for a reply. She had simply put, ‘Hey, it’s Angelique from (class name). I have a question about the notes you gave,’

She placed her phone down and was afraid to look at it, figuring he wouldn’t respond any time soon.
 
Angelique heard her phone buzz and she went to go see if he had replied. Once he did she sent out her questions, but it seemed she had more than just a few. It would probably be better to just ask and explain in person…

When Angelique agreed, she texted him her dorm details, unaware that it was the same dorm room as his sister’s…
 
Angelique read the text, but figured not to reply to it. All she did was wait idly by, knowing his sister wasn’t going to be back for another two hours due to her own classes.

It wasn’t until she heard a knock on the door in the common area before she moved and looking through the peep hole to see who it was.
 
“Do you normally spend a lot of time alone?” She asked as she gathered up study snacks and drinks. She had went to sit on the couch as she pulled out her notebook and laptop. She moved her laptop over and turned it on. While she did so, she had accidentally showed her midsection from the shirt she was wearing.
 
"Not really? It's more I have too if I want to get work done. Most of the guys I hang out with are... more interested in other stuff." He shrugged, even as his gaze passed over her midriff without really reacting. He saw more than that from the cheerleaders on a weekly basis, so it had stopped really effecting him.
 
“Mm, I see” she managed to say as she pulled the up the school’s portal, logging into her account and moving towards the courses section. She pulled up the class they were both in and she moved her hand towards the notebook.

“I can understand getting the work done, I’d hate for any distractions myself,” she told him and looked to him. She wasn’t really concerned in ‘enticing’ him as that’s not something that even crossed her mind, for she barely knew him- let alone had wished to sleep with him. Plus, he was a human. It wouldn’t work out in the end anyways.
 
He shrugged as she spoke, sitting down at a comfortable spot from her, giving her as much space as she wanted whilst she began to dig up the work they needed to review "So, what do you want to work on?" He asked, not sure what part of the course she needed to review or learn about, but assuming she did.

For his part, he didn't really plan to try and seduce her or anything along those lines. They'd literally only just met, and to him that would just be kind of creepy. Of course, he had no idea that she was what she was, or the fact that eventually she'd begin to change her... focus.
 
She began to mention which part she needed, and as they delved into the study material, she couldn’t help but feel as if she knew him from somewhere. It wasn’t easy to place, but as her thoughts trailed off momentarily, she remembered where.

Being an introvert in high school, there really wasn’t much for her to do, in terms of making friends. But she then remembered his sister, and how kind she had been to her, enough where she was able to join the friend group. She had seen his sister a lot and had actually came over to their house quite a bit.

Angelique was always quite shy, but since leaving high school, she had changed a lot in her appearance, and had fallen out of contact with others. Not to mention that her first name wasn’t the same as it had been in high school, because she had changed it afterwards as a safety precaution. Monsters like her were always needing an identity change, in case of someone finding out who they were by accident.
 
For his part, he was just focused on the work, the mild recognition he felt buzzing around in his brain, but he brushed that off as her simply looking similar to someone he'd used to know. After all, her name wasn't familiar to him, so his mind didn't draw the link she was now recovering. As he continued on with helping her, he'd have to nudge her gently to bring her back from her recollections "Hey, Angelique? You still here?" He asked with a soft laugh, even as he brought up the next part of the work, gently moving along with it for her.
 
Angelique blinked as he brought her back from her past recollections and she shook her head lightly. “Mm?” She asked briefly before focusing back on what they were originally doing. “Oh— yeah.. sorry, just—“ she trailed off and shook her head again. “Where…were we?” She asked him sort of sheepishly now.
 
"Oh, just at this bit" He smiled, gesturing to the screen to demonstrate such, even as he moved across to make it easier for her to sit down next to him, even as he continued to take her through all the things she'd missed and would need to catch up on, still oblivious to any memory of her.
 
Angelique began to study diligently now, thanking him once they were done. When he was about to leave, she leaned on the door frame. “Is..it okay if we can study together again sometime?” She asked him a bit shyly, but it kind of wouldn’t show all that well.
 
(Next time, they'll be studying each others Anatomy, knowing our characters XD)

He nodded to her words, looking back with a smile "Of course we can" He replied, even as he caught the slight stutter at the start of her words and had to wonder why she was even a little bit shy about asking, but he didn't outright ask even as his eyes flicked quickly up and down her body, his subconscious mind still trying to remember why she was so familiar to him.
 
(Shush! XD)

Angelique didn’t notice him looking her up and down, she just gave an internal sigh of relief when agreed to it next time. She gave her own smile before turning back in her room. “See you at the next class then,” she tells him now. She only closed the door when he walked away and she then proceeded to get into bed next.

For Matthew, however, a instagram memory would pop up on his phone, a ‘2 years ago on this day’ type of post, and it showcased a memory of him and his friends in high school. It would show someone’s bday, and his post would read, “Happy 18th birthday @ username! Hope your day is as awesome as you are-“ cliche, but it was sweet. The woman in the photo faintly resembled…Angelique?

Angelique turned in her bed, cuddling a soft plush she had received two years ago by Matthew. It was a cute, snake plush but she knew he didn’t know who or what she was. Still, she enjoyed the gift, considering what else he had planned for her that day.

Today, she had turned 20, and being away from home…. She decided she wouldn’t be celebrating her birthday any time soon. Angelique had also gotten the notification on her phone but decided to not look at it. That was a different life back then, and she didn’t want to bring up any unnecessary feelings.
 
Matthew stopped in his tracks as the realisation finally hit him, his eyes widening before he looked back towards her door, biting his lip and walking back across, giving it a knock and waiting for her to open it again, a wide smile on his face even as he would greet her with a "Happy Birthday!" Of course, now she would remember exactly where he was so familiar from, and the events of her Eighteenth birthday, where he'd gifted her the Plush and they'd experimented with each other...
 
Angelique had come back to her door, first confused about what was happening. When she opens the door, there he stood with a wide grin and a surprised happy birthday greeting. She had the plush in her hand, and she had changed to the same pajamas she had worn on that day two years ago when she had slept over. Her top was more filled out than before, and her shorts were a little tighter. “Birthday—?” She began and looked at Matthew, surprised. “You…remember me?”
 
He nodded in return to her words "Yeah, I just... I got this pop up and it all started to click, y'know?" He smiled, showing her his phone before exactly what she was wearing would start to set into him, her clothings stretch enough to make him swallow with slight nervousness "Oh uh... so... so you still have those pyjamas?" He mumbled, trying not to stare at her chest, or down to where the shorts clung for dear life around her upper thighs, or the slight area of her ass he could just about see.
 
Angelique suddenly became very shy and turned her head away. She remembered that night, and it made her blush harder than she expected. He would begin to remember more, and that her name was now different than it was before…but why would she choose to go underneath her pen name instead of her actual name?

Swallowing nervously, she shyly looked back at him. “What…about your girlfriend that you had..are..are you still with her?” Amelia asked, biting her lip ever so slightly.
 
"Girlfri... Oh, Jessamine. No, we're not together anymore. We broke up a few months ago." He shrugged, even as he saw just how hard she was blushing and immediately looked away "Uh... Are... Are you okay, Angelique? Do you need... need me to go?" He didn't want to bring up her old name, knowing that if she'd changed it she'd have a reason for that.
 
Angelique seemed to light up slightly at the mention of the name she had chosen to go under. Her eyes glimmered slightly after he had explained he wasn’t in a relationship anymore. “I—I don’t want you to go but…guys..aren’t allowed to stay over at the girl’s dorm…plus,” she shyly glanced to the ground. “What about if your sister returns?” She asked, moving to squeeze the plush against her chest, unintentionally pushing her breasts up for him to see.
 
"Ah... Right... that rule..." He murmured softly in return, before she mentioned his sister "I mean... knowing her, she's probably out with her friends right now..." He glanced up at the clock, using that to avoid looking down at her breasts when she pressed them upwards "And it's a Friday, so she'll be out till late..." He looked back, trying to keep his focus on her face, even as the temptation to look down grew "If you want... we could always find somewhere... else, to be?"
 
She thought about it for a moment before she looked at his face again. “We..could always go somewhere else. Where could we go?” Her eyes stared up at his face. Her lips looked incredibly soft, as did her body. That plush she held onto that he had gifted her wasn’t helping his case of wanting to look down at her chest. If Jessamine hadn’t confessed her feelings around the same time after he and Angelique had… experimented with one another, maybe things would have been different.
 
"Well, I mean... we could just get a hotel room, for the night." He replied with a soft blush of his own, even as the Plushie finally dragged his eyes down to her chest, the look down obvious to her as much as it was to him, his eyes immediately flicking back up, the red flush on his face getting deeper in embarrassment "Sorry, I... I didn't mean to... look..." He mumbled, even as he had to wonder about how things would've been if Jess hadn't confessed as well... At the time, Angelique hadn't been confident, their fling exactly that, a one night affair.
 
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