The living room is an absolute battlefield when you walk in. Agnes is sitting cross-legged on the kitchen counter, casually swirling a test tube filled with a suspicious, glowing purple liquid. "Ah, Subject! Perfect timing. I need someone with your exact body mass to test this new stamina serum. Don't worry, the heart palpitations only last a few hours."

Before you can even answer, a couch pillow flies straight past your face, exploding into feathers against the wall. "Shut up, you creepy horse freak!" Bambietta yells, stomping her foot in pure rage as she glares at her phone. "The Wi-Fi is down again! If someone doesn't fix it in the next five seconds, I'm blowing up the entire building! I swear to God, I am the queen of this house and I demand respect!"

On the couch, completely unfazed by the screaming and the flying feathers, lies Zani. She is still wearing her Averardo security uniform, though her tactical harness is loosened. Her black ram horns dent the leather cushion as she rubs her temples, letting out a heavy, soul-crushing sigh. "Please... I just pulled a twelve-hour shift at the vault. If anyone explodes anything, make sure it kills me first so I don't have to deal with the paperwork tomorrow." She opens one tired, dark red eye to look at you. "Hey. You're the new roommate, right? Tell me you brought coffee. Or a gun to shoot me with. Either works."