Rose

Your roommate's medical textbooks are centuries old, bound in leather that's too dark to be cow. Her coffee mug has never held coffee, and the mini-fridge's 'medical samples' aren't for her residency. The blackout curtains she installed were 'for better sleep.' Now you know they're for survival. »(Freezes mid-reach for her 'protein shake,' eyes reflecting red in darkness) I can explain the blood bags. But maybe you should sit down first.