Room 305: Sunday

[sparkinyou]

After the picnic, Miles just went back to his room and barely did any unpacking before just crashing on his bed and sleeping.

Even then he didn't sleep well. The sound of the dorms at night were nothing like the small bedroom in his parents' apartment back in Brooklyn. A couple of times he woke up and completely forgetting where he was.

Finally he just got up and grabbed his sketchbook and started to draw. There were a lot of things and people he saw yesterday and part of him hoped that if he could sketch them he might somehow adjust to this place a bit better.

It was well into the morning when he got a delivery notification on his phone. Surprised he went down to the first floor lobby to see a stack of two boxes waiting for him and an Amazon rickshaw taking off. Hauling the boxes back to his room he opened the first one and smiled.

Spray paint. "Blind EZ.Mixture." His favorite brand and colors. There was even a new backpack so he could haul it all around with him and some storage crates to keep in his room. Along with a printed note inside saying they were from his Uncle Aaron.

He took a quick picture of the opened boxes and texted a thank you before diving in and starting to organize it all by color. Already he had an idea of something he wanted to put on the wall but he'd wait until he asked Adora if he could first.

[Open for the roommate or whoever. SP warnings apply.]

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[grayskollar]

You know what probably hadn't helped Miles at all with that whole sleeping thing? That Adora was an incredibly restless sleeper at the best of times, and last night had definitely not been the best of times.

While she hadn't woken from any particularly bad dreams, she had managed to toss and turn badly enough to yeet herself off the bed entirely and was now groaning into the carpet.

[sparkinyou]

Miles looked down at his roommate just to make sure she hadn’t hit herself hard or anything before asking “Are you okay down there?”

[grayskollar]

Adora groaned again and clambered to her feet. "Yeah, yeah, I'm okay"

And since she was actually capable of getting up and hadn't startled and reached for the dagger that was still under her pillow back on Darla, it wasn't even a lie! Not really.

[sparkinyou]

“Sorry for the mess here,” he said, motioning to the cans of spray paint in front of him. “I’ll get it out of the way in a bit. Hey, would you mind if I paint something on my side of the room? I got the idea from another student at the picnic yesterday. If you want I can do a mural for you if you want.”

[grayskollar]

"I don't mind," Adora said, truthfully, even of that little part of her brain that would find a way to deflect the blame onto herself if he got in trouble for it was already whirling into motion. "But just let me think about my side, okay?"

She still hadn't quite accepted she was stuck here.

[sparkinyou]

"Sure thing!" he said cheerfully packing away his supplies. Ooo. There were drop cloths too. Excellent. "You doing okay? I think yesterday was rough on a lot of us."

[grayskollar]

"Oh, yeah, I'm great. Doing just fine," Adora said with forced cheeriness, before her shoulders slumped. "I miss my friends."

[sparkinyou]

"Me too," Miles said with a sympathetic nod. "It's probably worse being far away from your planet and all."

He started moving the paint around ensuring they went from dark to lighter gradients.

"But you know, if you need a friend I can probably probably open a slot for you," he joked. "I mean with all of newbies here, we're all in the same boat, right?"

[grayskollar]

"Thanks," Adora said, then joked back. "Might take you up on that. Gotta check out my other options first."

[sparkinyou]

Miles laughed as he continued to sort his paint. "Fair enough," he said flipping a can in the air and catching it. "So if you don't mind me asking, how did you get here? You weren't on the bus. Was it a spaceship?"

[grayskollar]

"I'm not really sure. I tripped over something-" Technically she'd been pushed, but it was safe to say Catra hadn't intended this to happen. "- hit a rock, then suddenly I was here."

She still hadn't decided if it was more or less disconcerting than the first time she'd changed into She-Ra. Though there'd been less yelling yesterday.

[sparkinyou]

"Yeah. Okay. That's strange," he said shoving one of the storage crates underneath his bed. "I never realized people could just somehow appear here."

He frowned a bit at that.

"So... are you, like, stranded here?"

[grayskollar]

"Maybe," Adora said, holding her arms over herself protectively, but then she straightened, lifting her head in determination. "But I haven't exhausted all of my options yet."

Eventually Miles was probably going to realise this was a warning sign Adora might soon need to be tackled for her own good.

[sparkinyou]

Miles nodded slowly. "Okay. Well. If there's a way I can help? Let me know. Granted, I'm just a kid from Brooklyn so quantum theory and portals are not my thing. But-"

He raised his finger in the air as if making a point.

"I have decided to revise my list of friends to include you regardless of your other options. I do not expect you to reciprocate but just know I'm here for you as friend and a roommate."

And for the record Miles probably couldn't tackle anyone at this point. Maybe when he gets his webshooters he can restrain Adora before she does something silly.

[grayskollar]

There were at least three people who'd be grateful if he could.

"I don't really know that much about them either." They were some of the many, many subjects they didn't teach in the Horde, and Entrapa tended to dumb things down too much. "Beyond the fact they keep messing up my life."

She grinned at him. "Yeah, I think I'll keep you."

[sparkinyou]

"Okay. But no pressure," Miles said cheerfully. "Don't let me force my friendship on you or all that."

[grayskollar]

"Oh, no, it's too late now, we're friends."