<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2014/244/2/d/laura_pol_paint_by_patricia_crvl-d7xjoof.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tessa "Tess" Cantrell | Hourglass<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In her (and Blackout's) Dorm<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 6th, late evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Blackout<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting to know her roommate<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>pajamas (https://media.missguided.com/s/missguided/N1330469_set/1/black-ribbed-long-sleeve-pajama-set.jpg?%24category-page__grid--1x%24)<br/><hr/><br/>Blackout explained what happened in the alternate ending, but Tessa didn't really like the sound of it. She preferred the ending she saw, where he survived. It wasn't so much the fact that he had survived that made it better, but that there had been a way out. Even if he had died after getting out, he had gotten out and that was the important part to her. It was a little like Tessa's own life. She had gotten out when she thought she would never get out alive. It was a dark way to think about her own life, but the movie had given her hope that she would eventually escape from her own hell. And it seemed like she finally had. She had a new life at this school and she was finally making friends again.<br/><br/>Tessa couldn't help but smile at her roommate's offer of lending her some clothes to wear. It was very kind and unexpected, but not as unexpected as her mention of bust sizes. She couldn't help but blush as she saw Blackout push her chest out, showing just how much she had hidden beneath her t-shirt. Quickly, she lowered her eyes to her knees and rubbed the back of her head with her right hand.<strong>"I really appreciate your offer. I... I'd like to take you up on it, but... But I get anxiety about people looking at me... But... I just really want to get over it. I really do! I know it's just kinda ingrained in me from constantly trying to hide the fact that I'm not human and hide the way I look,"</strong>she mentioned as she moved her right hand to her branded cheek, covering the marking on it with her fingers. She and Blackout never spoke about their scars to one another, but she was sure Blackout would understand why she was so afraid to let anyone see her in all her flaws.<br/><br/>She heard everything that Blackout had said about the movie, but her mind had continued to fixate on other things. She couldn't help but to bring it back up when her roommate had finish talking about the movie.<br/><br/><strong>"I saw this really beautiful dress on the internet. I even found gloves to match it that wouldn't look super obvious that I'm hiding anything. But it's low-cut and has a super high slit and isn't exactly an everyday kind of dress. And when I look at it, I think about how if I had gone to prom, I would've worn that dress. I would've sucked up all my courage to put it on and go and let everyone stare. And I would've felt beautiful for once and not worried that people were staring at my scars instead of all of me. Have you ever felt like that?"</strong>she asked, hoping that Blackout would have some sort of way to describe to her what it felt like. She saw the outfits her roommate wore sometimes, not hiding her scar and not caring that it could be seen. Tessa was envious of her confidence.