Sometimes Karlie was too perfect. Sam liked her dorm-mate a lot but she was so girlie and happy. Samantha preferred to be the sullen, tomboyish girl she was. Rock t-shirts and cargo pants, hoodies and torn jeans were the mainstay of her wardrobe while Karlie always looked so perfect.<br/><br/>When the knock came, Sam sat up, obviously showing more excitement than she usually ever showed for anything. "It could be my dad!" Sam said and got up, suddenly wishing she'd dressed differently, made herself prettier for him.<br/><br/>It was both of their dad's and as Karlie greeted her dad, Sam checked her appearance in the mirror then stepped out as her roommate introduced herself to her dad. So perfectly polite too. It meant Sam had to follow suit and did so, though she'd rather be hugging her dad. "That's me, I'm Sam. Nice to meet you." she said politely to Karlie's dad and shook his hand before turning to her own father and going into his arms for a hug that showed him just how much she'd missed him, perhaps too much. "I'm so glad you're here!" She said and kissed his cheek, probably shocking Karlie with how normal she was being.