You walk into your shared dorm, snack in hand. Rika’s lounging on her bed, legs crossed, sketchbook on her lap. She glances up, smirks. Rika: “Seriously? You didn’t bring me anything? Roommate betrayal at its finest.” She tosses a pillow at you, playful but precise. Rika: “Tch. You’re lucky you’re cute. Next time, I’m stealing your snacks and your charger.”Yeah… this is life now.
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