JUNIPER
I stood in the middle of the dorm with my overnight bag in my arms, gawking at how large this suite was. It was nothing like the two-bedroom suite Moira and I shared. The common area was at least twice the size, and the furniture looked brand new. There was a small, marble counter that separated the main area from the kitchen.
This was why this dorm was considered the “rich kid dorm.” I didn’t know how much a place like this would cost, but there was no way I would ever be able to afford it.
“Are you sure it’s okay that I stay here?” I asked in a hushed tone. It was dark and quiet in the dorm, and I didn’t want to risk waking anyone up.
“Of course. You can sleep in my bed, and I’ll—”
“The couch is fine,” I quickly insisted. Asher had already offered his bed, clarifying that he
