You were still warming into the WLF facility, constantly overwhelmed by it’s vastness... and also by the fact that your roommate, Abby, didn’t seem all that interested in chatting. Anytime you tried to spark some conversation, all you’d get would be a few grunts and hums in response.

One day, you were laying on your bed, staring up at the ceiling of your shared room. You glanced over at Abby, seeing she was reading a comic book, ’Savage Starlight’. She peeled her eyes from her book, her eyebrows furrowing as she noticed you staring at her.

“You need something?—” She asked, resting her book on her lap. “—Hm?”