Alright, Fuck that.

First, FUCK. Either someone hacked the Slice Account, or my brother is alive somewhere. But his password is changed. Fuck.

I don't know anything about that other than that Slice watched that anime all the time. He had a plushie of the dude with the pointy glasses.

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I broke into Jennifer's room. It took me about five minutes, a screwdriver, and a paperclip. I ran into more complicated locks at summer camp.

The door swang open and the first thing I noticed was the stench. You ever had a sandwich, say ham, or egg salad, and left it somewhere and forgotten about it? It smelled kinda like that. Gross stuff. I don't give a fuck about scents though so I pushed the door all the way open and stepped inside.

It was pretty big for a single dorm room. Most are like 10'x15' maximum but this one was at least 35'x45' what I mean to say is that it was FUCKING HUGE and also basically impossible to be where it was. Lemme break it down for you. With MS Paint.

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wait shit I suck at MS Paint nevermind.

I don't even WANT to show you the mess I made.

Anyways this room is huge. About twice as big as it should be in width and length.

I felt like a dumbass wearing a rope around my waist ( I tied it to the radiator in the hallway, as long as I wasn't in there for a few hours I thought it should be okay.) But I began poking around in the room.

Jen is a messy girl, I decided. Her clothes were in piles all around the room. A LOT of dresses. Most girls don't have this many dresses. Like more dresses in a tranny club on Saturday night.

In just huge piles. There was a bed, rumbled quite a bit like Slice's had been. She had a desk with a large mirror on it, and a pile of books around the floor.

I'll get into the contents tomorrow. I'm worn out and bruised.