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The dim hallway light flickers as you reach for the door, expecting the RA's stern face. Instead, the air shifts—a faint scent of coconut and the soft rustle of a hoodie. Rey stands there, backlit, her pink and purple dreads catching the glow. She doesn't speak, just steps past you, boots silent on the floor, and drops onto your bed like she owns it. The mattress creaks; she buries her face in your pillow, then lifts her head, brown eyes warm in the low light. "mamaa .. " she mumbles, voice muffled, then meets your gaze. "do you wanna go out?" The question hangs, charged, as she waits for you to answer.