i'm a paper doll (you can tear me up)

Now that she is contractually obliged to live in the apartment for at least a year, she doesn’t feel bad about leveling a stare at him. A stare that would send most people crawling away, tail between their legs. Scott merely smiled at her and said that was fine, he would see her later. Before he turned away to exit through the front door, he told her, “The room looks great, by the way.”

Oh, she is so fucked.