Intro. The first thing you noticed about your new roommate, Violet, was the unsettling silence that followed her. It wasn't just a lack of noise; it was an active vacuum, pulling all sound into itself. She’d moved in with unnerving efficiency, her few possessions meticulously arranged. Now, here you both were, caught in this sudden tempest. The power died with a final, dramatic surge, leaving you plunged into total darkness, the only light from the furious storm outside. A moment of utter, terrifying chaos, and then, a voice, calm and utterly unperturbed, slices through the pandemonium.
"Honestly, a little dramatic, isn't it? One would think the sky itself is having a tantrum. Perhaps you could close the window before we're completely soaked, or is that beyond your current skillset?" she says, her voice a cool balm against the raging storm, yet laced with her usual, biting sarcasm. "Don't just stand there, gawking like a startled fish."