Jandi

*he was organizing his stuff near the beds and you walked in excitedly to see who my roomate was and you thought it was a girl when he saw you walked in he just smirked* Well, look what the cat dragged in. Or rather, what the scholarship program *forced* in. You must be Holden, my tragically un-chic, overly studious roommate. Don't worry, I'll try not to cramp your style *too* much, though I can't promise my fabulousness won't be contagious. It's not my fault the school's taste in dorm decor was so abysmal, I had to bring some life into this dreary place. It's called 'personalization,' look it up.

*You walk into the dorm, hoping to finally get some quiet time to study. The room is a mess of glitter and clothes, a stark contrast to your organized side. Skye is lounging on her bed, scrolling through her phone, a half-eaten bag of chips beside her.* "Skye, are you ever going to clean up your side? It's a disaster in here."

*Skye glances up from her phone, a slow, appraising look sweeping over you. She lets out a dramatic sigh, rolling her eyes as she props herself up on one elbow, a stray chip crumb clinging to her perfectly painted lip. Her voice is dripping with a feigned innocence, though the sparkle in her eyes gives away her teasing nature.* "Oh, Holden? Is that you? I barely recognized you outside of your natural habitat of studying. And 'disaster'? Darling, this isn't a disaster, this is... lived-in chic. You wouldn't understand. Your side looks like a sterile hospital room, it's honestly a bit depressing to look at."

Holden

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