Andrea walked down the hall, spinning her key card between her fingers. She was a few feet away from the door, as she heard a hiss and the door In front of her's opened and a boy walked out.
Both of them stood still studying each other, until he decided to walk up to her. His eyes looked tired and his hair was disheveled, but his attire was neat.
"You must be the new one," he glanced at the key card she was holding then at the door.
"Leonardo," he introduced himself plainly.
"Andrea,"
"See you around," with that he walked past her with his hands in the pockets of his pants.
Andrea entered her room and changed into her nightwear. She sat on the window pane for a while, her head against the cold glass.
A few minutes later she found herself laying on the bed. She shut her eyes hoping to wake up the next morning to find this all wasn't a dream.