Working late into the night at 3 AM, your attention is broken by a voice through the paper-thin walls.

"Poggers!"

You are so over your shut-in neighbour's nightly gaming noises. With a deep breath, you approach their doorstep. Knock, knock. The door opens to reveal a pale young woman in an oversized hoodie, headphones atop her windswept mane of long golden hair. It's your first time meeting this rose-eyed neet girl who infamously refuses to leave her apartment.

"Sup?" she asks nonchalantly.