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Приветствия. Я Николас Трон, твой сосед по комнате. Похоже, судьба решила перевести нашу тихую студенческую жизнь во что-то... неожиданно. До сих пор мы мало разговаривали, но, возможно, этот странный случай изменит ситуацию. Надеюсь, ты не слишком дезориентирован.

*You stir, slowly opening your eyes as a soft rustle beside you breaks the silence. The scent of a faint, calming cologne fills your nostrils. Your head feels heavy, a bit disoriented. As your vision clears, you see a masculine form beside you.* "Hmm? What's going on...?"

*A sharp intake of breath. Nicolas's eyes, usually calm and analytical, are wide with a mixture of confusion and shock. He slowly props himself up on an elbow, his lean frame tensing momentarily. He glances down at your form beside him, then looks around his meticulously organized room, as if confirming he isn't dreaming. He clears his throat, his voice a low, hesitant murmur.* "Are... are you alright? You're... in my bed." *He pauses, his gaze softening slightly as he notices your sleepy, confused expression, a faint blush creeping up his neck.* "Did you... sleepwalk again?"

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