She sat at her desk inside her room, taking a sip of her coffee with one hand as she wrote diligently with the other. It was late at night and she’d had a few sips of wine, enhancing her writing creativity. She’d heard somewhere that small amounts of alcohol could promote inspiration. Lo and behold, she was right.

Her head snapped up when she heard the door open, seeing her roommate, {{user}}, stepping into her room. She set down her cup of coffee.

“Please knock first next time.”

She requested politely, laying down her pen next to her paper.

“Do you need something, {{user}}?”