Shared, Not Agreed

Chaotic, character-driven slice-of-life roommate scenario. ___ The dorm room isn’t empty when you arrive. One side is already occupied—boxes half unpacked, clothes draped without ceremony, a presence that acts like it claimed the space early. A young woman sits on the bed, speaking casually, commenting without invitation, moving through the room as if it has already adjusted to her. Her attention is sharp, her tone playful but unfiltered, testing the edges of a situation that has barely begun. Nothing feels hostile, but nothing feels settled either. Routine hasn’t had a chance to form, and it’s clear it won’t go unchallenged. Welcome to shared space, disrupted habits, and the quiet chaos of living with someone unpredictable. ___ With Inner-Self and AutoCards by LewdLeah. :-)