<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/09/Kashsistersmug.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kashana & Lakashtari<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Fountain > Assembly Hall<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Chantilly, open<br/><hr/><br/><em>Let's go get oriented! </em>That was a rallying cry if ever they'd heard one. The sisters took off running in long-legged Sherpa strides, up the steps and into the echoing halls of academia. Neither had really acclimated to the defeated shuffle of student feet. Mary Janes squeaked unladylike on these immaculately waxed floors that were a moving gallery of panty shots. "Wow that's so great!" Kashana beamed back at Tilly's little boast. "I hope we get roomed together, then. Do you want to be besties?"<br/><br/>The pace couldn't be kept in light of all these bodies. If anything people seemed to slow down at the five minute warning. Maybe they were resolved already to be late, or thought something amazing might happen if one lingered out in the hall while it was forbidden- something like out of breath twins plucking and re-plucking wet fabric out from drenched underboob. It was hard getting comfortable. "The professor said we're bunking together, so we'll have two roommates," said Lakashtari. It was unnecessary to speak, but it was kind of addictive, making words with your mouth, filling silence.<br/>"Ohh."<br/>"I hope it's somebody cool like you, Tilly."<br/><br/>For the first time, there was someone else to ogle girls with. Lakashtari was thrilled following Chantilly's gaze from place to place, she had a talent for picking up signals. Kashana pointed out the queer way a teacher walked, sashaying at the hips like a pencil dress wrecking ball. She imitated the walk, at first to make her sister giggle, but then to see if it would draw Tilly's eye. It took a life of its own before they reached the assembly hall.<br/>"Wait, what do you mean, not enrolled?"