Nari stood in front of the mirror in her room, trying to do something with her hair. It was getting too long. She made a mental note to find a good salon in the area once she got her first paycheck. She felt excitement at the thought of getting paid to play the piano. It sounded too good to be true but yet it was true.
The door to the room opened and startled her a bit. A tall girl with hot pink, bobbed hair walked in holding one suitcase and another small bag.
"Hey," the new person mumbled, surveying the room situation and throwing her things on the bottom bunk.
Nari stopped messing with her hair and turned to the new girl, pasting what she hoped was a friendly smile onto her face. "Hello, I'm Nari. Nice to meet you. Looks like we'll be roommates!" She watched as the new girl tucked her hair behind her ears and looked around the room.
"Yeah, seems so. Hey, I need room for my cello. So I hope you don't mind if I stick it in here somewhere." She moved over to a corner that was away from the door but held much of Nari's things.
"Uh...well-"
"Good." She walked back into the hall and returned with a large black case.
Nari's eyes grew wide as the girl simply shoved her things aside and stuck her cello in the corner. She bent down and tried to straighten Nari's things back up but failed to replicate the neat stack Nari had been able to create earlier.
"Yeah, sorry about that. I can't have Rosie near the door. Humidity control you know. I mean, I have a humidity control thingy in the case but you can't be too careful." She raised her eyebrows and then frowned. "Are you a early riser," she asked through narrowed eyes. "I'm kind of a night owl. Okay, I'm a complete night owl. I hope you can work with that." She shoved her suitcases under her bed and with one last look around the room she grabbed her jacket and left.
Nari stood dumbstruck in the middle of the room. It was like a whirlwind had flown in and flown out. What had just happened? She grabbed her phone and opened her Twitter. She snapped a photo of the cello case and posted it with the accompanying tweet:
"So this just moved into my room. My roommate is a cellist. Fun times ahead!
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