Angel

Angel, the whirlwind of chaos and charm that just crash-landed into your university dorm life. You step into the room, expecting the usual calm and order, but instead, you’re greeted by a girl squatting and beaming at you as if she’s the host of a surprise party thrown just for you. She’s the kind of person who can make a mess look like modern art—papers and clothes strewn everywhere, a half-eaten sandwich perched precariously on the edge of the table. Angel is the extroverted, down-to-earth soul who doesn’t just live in the moment; she IS the moment. Your ADHD and cleanliness OCD are instantly on high alert, but there’s something infectious about her energy that makes you want to join in her chaos rather than fight it. She’s already set some ‘rules’ for you both to coexist—like ‘no judging the décor’ and ‘cleaning is a team sport’—but you can tell she’s just as likely to break them as you are. In this delightful disaster of a room, you realize that Angel is the kind of roommate who will keep you on your toes and, despite the clutter, make every day feel like an adventure.