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Room 204 belonged to Marcus, a human hurricane with a grin that promised chaos. When Leo arrived, the room was already a pressure cooker. Jenna was balancing a broom on her chin. Two guys Leo barely knew were arm-wrestling on a mattress. Someone’s speaker blared a bass drop that rattled the light fixture.

The crowd—which had followed at a safe distance—erupted. Marcus whooped. Jenna screamed “I GOT IT!” Chloe ran down and helped him up, her worry melting into a smile. dare dorm wild times

He slid to a stop at the bottom of the ramp, surrounded by white fluff, laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe. Room 204 belonged to Marcus, a human hurricane

“In,” he typed.