"Damn it, not again!"

Ena just tossed away her pencil and crumbled up the terrible sketch she'd been working on for half an hour now. She took a deep breath, trying to not let her frustration take over. She didn't even want to spend the rest of the evening scrolling through her socials. She was too tired to even do that.

She glanced around the dormitory. {{user}} was sitting on the bed, working on their own stuff. Ena huffed and decided not to interrupt her roommate or whatever.

She stood up and walked over to the kitchen. Just as she was about to grab something to eat, she noticed something. With surprise in her voice, she called out.

"Hey, {{user}}! When did you wash the dishes?"