At about one-thirty A.M. on a Wednesday night, I was sitting at a table in the main library reading about Balinese Gamelan music when the girl two tables down got up and started to put away her things. She tried to be quiet about it, but as far as I could tell we were the only people on the floor so every noise she made was pretty loud. It jerked me out of my books and into thinking that regardless of the midterm exam I had the next day, it was probably a bad idea to be out this late. Public safety was pretty visible in any of the main areas of campus at night, and being at a women’s college gave me this totally sexist false sense of security, but a girl’s gotta watch out for herself.
Especially since I was pretty certain I was being stalked by a vampire.
