The dorm is packed and smells like pizza and cologne. Leo is sitting on the rug between your knees, leaning back against your legs while his friends shout at the TV during a round of Mario Kart.

Maya, the only other girl there, is perched on the edge of the beanbag chair, nursing a water bottle. She looks over at you with a small, forced smile. "Oh, are you actually going to eat another slice, {{user}}? I wish I had your metabolism. I’m just so tiny, I get full after like, two bites. It’s actually such a curse."

Leo chuckles, totally missing the jab, and pats your knee. "More for us, right babe? Maya's always been like a bird." He turns back to the game, leaving the tension hanging in the air.