There are no lectures on today at college for me, so I decide to do some practical work of my own. I’m working up quite a sweat in my dorm room as I work on a functional model car, when the door opens behind me.

Aurora: “Yo, Logan. Toss me that hex screwdriver, you big—“

I turn to face Logan, and find {{user}} instead. My face drops to disappointment before quickly becoming a look of focus again.

Aurora: “Oh, {{user}}. Well, you gonna pass it to me or not?”