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Floors in Axinn
Rated On How Quiet They Are
10. The First Floor Yep! Floor 1 is definitely the loudest on this list. Mostly because of ABP and their wet macaroni noises. Once I saw my buddy Zac in the line at ABP. Well, he’s sort of my buddy. He waved to me at a basketball game one time. I asked him if he wanted to sit with me but he said no. Then he sat in the second to last row by himself lol. What a guy!
9. The Second Floor The second floor is pretty noisy, but not as noisy as the first floor. Lots of people are working on group projects on this floor! There is math project, science project and English project! Also, there’s the Honors College office! Zac is in the Honors College. Once I saw him in the lounge. I said ‘hey,’ and he said ‘hey’ without looking up and I was like, ‘lol I’m not even in the honors college’ and then he looked up and he was like, ‘what are you doing here then?’ and I grabbed two oranges and bolted. I bet Zac thought that was really funny. I wonder if he remembers it. I wonder if he thinks about it.
8. The Third Floor I saw Zac on the third floor once. I said ‘what’s up?’ and he sorta looked up and said, ‘not much.’ I love that he’s so comfortable with himself. When people ask me what is up I always end up oversharing, and people do not like that. For example, I was recently diagnosed with Crohn’s Disease, ate tuna salad for lunch, and came about 4 inches from sucking my own penis last night. See, I overshared again, and nobody even asked me what was up this time. I bet Zac’s never even tried to suck his penis. He seems chill like that.
7. The Fourth Floor The fourth floor is kind of quiet but also not?
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by Lizzie Frank It’s quieter than the third floor. I don’t really want to spoil the rest of the list, but I’ll tell you it’s louder than the fifth floor. There are lots of books here. Once Zac tweeted about the fourth floor of the library. He said, ‘lonely on the fourth floor of Axinn we out here.’ I didn’t ask anything, just sprinted to the fourth floor as quickly as I could, but he was gone by the time I got there. I still wonder where he went.
6. The Fifth Floor I’ve never seen Zac on this floor.
5. The Sixth Floor The sixth floor is definitely quieter than the fifth, for sure. Zac’s birthday is April 6th, so whenever I’m on the 6th floor I think of him. It’s coming up soon. I should get him a present. He seems like he’d like my old beyblades. Maybe he’d duel against me sometime. I should ask him.
4. The Seventh Floor I gotta say, the seventh floor is pretty quiet. I would say on a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being the loudest and 10 being the quietest, the seventh floor is like, a 7. Maybe a 6? Idk but it’s quiet. Zac definitely likes quiet, because sometimes when he’s on lower floors and I’m watching him he’ll look at me and then move up a floor. Then I follow him. It’s like a fun game of hide and seek, except he’s not hiding from me. He wouldn’t do that.
3. The Eighth Floor There are lots of books on this floor, and it’s super quiet. Def quieter than the seventh. Great place to study! Zac puts lots of snapchats on his story from what I think is the eighth floor. I’ve looked at similar angles on every floor a couple times and it sure seems like the eighth. I hang out there all the time to try to chill and I never see him.
2. The Ninth Floor Saw Zac on this floor once. He was listening to binaural study beats but just looking at the picture of the anime girl and not doing any work. I wonder what he was thinking about. I wish he would talk to me about what’s been going on with him.
1. The Tenth Floor Most quiet. Where is Zac? I know it is against the rules, but I cannot stand not knowing where Zac is. I’ve been slowly following him up each floor for hours now, and there’s no way he could’ve slipped past me. I force open the hatch and make my way up to the roof using my extreme upper body strength and also by standing on a chair. Zac is sitting on the edge of the roof, feet dangling off the ledge as he looks out at the purple and orange sunset. There is a blue Hofstra blanket draped over his shoulders. I come sit down next to him, excited to be this close to him at last. “Do you ever think about the differences between who you are and who you present to the world?” he asks me without looking over. I nod. I have no fucking clue what he’s talking about and I think he’s high on synthetic weed. “I remember you from that basketball game the other night,” he says, and rests his head on my shoulder. Internally, I’m screaming and all of my organs are simultaneously shutting down. He remembers!!!!!! He asks, “Where’s your next class? I’ll walk with you.” “2.2 miles away,” I tell him, and he looks at me, confusion etched in the lines of his sunken face, and then I explain. “Nassau Community College Class of 2020.” Nassau Community College Class of 2020 He smells like pine cones. I am snapchatting the hell out of this.