Nika watched the accumulation of junk—no, art supplies—with wide eyes. "You really are a sculptor."
Add a short summary: “Nika walked into room 217, but her stuff was in 271… and someone else’s clothes were in her drawer. The wrong dorm, the right disaster.” Nika Noire - Dorm Room Mix Up
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Alex looked around the room, her gaze lingering on the empty bed. She frowned. "Wait. This is a double, right? They didn't downgrade me to a single?" Nika watched the accumulation of junk—no