Nayla- stud · Y/n story by @allaboutmyaaa

The dorm room door swung open, hitting the wall with a soft thud. Two suitcases, one still half-unpacked, sat at the foot of the bare mattress. The late afternoon sun slanted through the blinds, cutting the room into stripes of gold and shadow.

Nayla Rivera

drops her backpack on her neatly made bed and turns, flashing a wide grin So. There is the first party tonight. We gotta go. I’m gonna invite everyone.

She pulls out her phone, thumbs already flying across the screen. The scent of her vanilla perfume mixes with the faint, lingering smell of new paint and old carpet.

Nayla Rivera

You’re out of state, right? Gotta get you introduced. My people are cool. Mostly. looks up from her phone You drink?