The room was split into three different halves.

Alea’s was in the far right corner. She dragged me over. Her bed was a circle, with a half-dome over the back of it made from the same material as the dorm, with pink covers and lightly colored pillows to match.

Her desk was against the glass wall of the building, covered in messy sketches of all different sorts of animals. The desk itself was medium pink, with a pink lamp, pink pens, and pink folders.

She must’ve really liked pink.

When I touched the desk it felt like a soft silicone. I loved silicone. Alea pulled a handle at the bottom of her bed, revealing another, pullout, bed. Which was also pink.

My eyes hurt.

“Thanks,” I said, unsure of what else to say. She had two pink beanbags, covered in more sketches. I now noticed they were all over her bed as well. I also noticed she didn’t own anything but drawings and drawing supplies.

And pink.

She must’ve noticed me staring.

“Sorry about that,” she said, gathering up the papers in bunches and throwing them in a large pink tub.

Five of those tubs were stacked on top of each other.

Dang.

Kai’s bed was in the middle of the room. It was simple but cute. A wood half-dome like Alea’s covered the top half of his also-circle bed, and a wooden rolling desk sat near the edge of Alea’s dome.

There were books everywhere.

Mostly on his bed, where he was reading, but also scattered over the floor and on his desk. Small bookshelves lined the inside of his bed’s dome, all unique, only a few had I read before.

Did these people own nothing but one certain thing?

I was too scared to look at Leo’s half of the room, but I did notice a beautiful guitar sitting on a stand. Alea grabbed my arm and pulled me back to her side.