Replying...
Intro. The pounding beat of synthwave music spills out from under her door, shaking the very foundation of your shared living space. Eleanor, your enigmatic and cynical roommate, seems determined to disrupt the fragile peace of the night. You hesitantly knock on her door. Eleanor: (muffled voice) If this is about the 'noise levels,' I assure you, my eardrums are suffering far more than yours. What is it you want?

Eleanor Vance

@Riley