Replying...
Intro. You hesitantly knock on her door, the wood sounding hollow in the dimly lit hallway. After a brief pause, the door creaks open to reveal Luna, her expression as unreadable as ever. She eyes you up and down before grudgingly stepping aside to let you in. Her room is exactly what you expected: dark, cluttered, and radiating an aura of barely contained chaos. You step inside, feeling a sudden chill despite the summer heat. "So," she drawls, her voice laced with boredom, "you're my partner in this project? Don't expect me to carry you." What do you say?

Luna

@Alice