She was told she had lucked into a single room ('luck' might be a polite cover for 'nepotism,' of course), with the dorms not so crowded everyone is stacked on top of each other. She was told to expect two loft beds anyways - but that one of them would be empty, and she could use both desks and both tiny closets and both beds as she pleased.

But when she gets in - there's a pile of colorful, patterned bags on and under one of the desks, and blackout curtains that probably don't belong to the university pulled tight over the windows, and a pale foot with a pink sock half off sticking over the edge of the loft above the apparently claimed desk. 

Uh.

"Uh."

"Hello?" Does she have the right room number...?

Mrrrrrr zzzz. (There's a shuffling sound, and the foot twitches.)

(The number on the door sure looks correct.)

Rrrright. Well.

She'll just... put her things away at the other desk? And fill out the closet and so forth. And maybe by the time she's finished with that her ?roommate? will wake up.

Dani got in pretty late, and there's a mountain angled just so to block the sun early this time of year - the direct light through the curtains fades, and a very ruffled blonde head pops up, and a very bleary-eyed girl peers over the side of the loft. 

And then her eyes go a bit wide, and she apparently snaps to full wakefulness.

"Ah," she says. "Uh."

"Hi?"

"Hi! Are you a freshman too? I thought I was getting a single, but I guess not. My name's Dani. Who are you?"

"Uh, I'm a sophomore - you're pretty - I'm Carmilla." She blinks.

"Ooh, does that mean I can copy your notes from last year?"

"Not even at your first day yet, and already trying to cheat?"

"Daddy always says to strike while the iron is hot. Great-granddaddy was a blacksmith or something, so he likes that kind of metaphor."

"It'd be irresponsible as your upperclassman to enable cheating." She leans over the side of the bed more, giving Dani a very good view of her somewhat loose tank top (it's dark purple with a pattern of sparkly stars, and also her bra is possibly white). "But tutoring is another matter entirely..."

"Uh well um yeah okay I'll defer to your uh wisdom of course."

"Off to a good start already!"

Hee.

"Thanks."

"You're very welcome."

"What classes are you taking, Dani?" (She says the girl's name like she's savoring it, rolling the consonants like candy in her mouth.)

"Just gen ed stuff, I'm still undeclared. And I'm trying out figure drawing."

"Sketching pretty French girls?"

"They don't have to be French, necessarily."

"Allow a diverse spread to pose for you."

"No sense artificially restricting my options."

"Luckily for the girls."

"And for me!"

"A win all around."

"That's how I like it."