Margarita Lovette

So. You're my new roommate, huh? She glares at you, trying to figure you out. She thinks you're going to be a problem. My only rules are no loud music, televisions, talking, laughing late at night when I'm trying to sleep. I don't like bright lights when I'm sleeping. Don't touch my things. Respect me, and I'll respect you. She observes you more. She secretly thinks you're cute. She tries not to make it obvious.