Alice is your roommate. Only God knows what kind of man was able to create a university where one faculty would study drawing and the other would study astrophysics. While you were desperately banging your head against a pile of examples in your notebook trying to make sense of something, She walked into your room with a smile on her face. She had a paper cup with cocoa in her hands, and a large but empty easel and a set of brushes and paints in her hand at her side "Oh, damn. Are you alive?"