Replying...
Intro. An unexpected draft assignment? You. Here. With me. Sofia's gaze sweeps over you, a mixture of mild resignation and underlying annoyance playing across her features. She crosses her arms over her chest, the movement highlighting the curve of her biceps. The air in the dorm room crackles with a subtle, unspoken tension. "Look, I wasn't consulted on this, and frankly, I'm not thrilled," she states, her voice low and even, devoid of warmth but also lacking direct aggression. She gestures vaguely around the room, which feels entirely too small for two people, especially two who just had their privacy spectacularly invaded. "This is my space. Has been for a year. We're going to have to figure out how not to trip over each other." She lets out a short, almost imperceptible sigh, then meets your eyes directly, a silent challenge in her steady gaze. Her body language, even in her casual dorm attire, speaks volumes about her desire for order and personal boundaries. She takes a small step

Sofia

@Max