Take out more like... FAKE OUT.... That was bad

@"Saryn"

"Wonder who ordered these," Iris asked no one in particular. In her hands was an order of Chinese food, which was rather unusual for the destination in the dorms. Usually, students from the dormitories ordered fast food or pizza. This particular order was a little less common.

This delivery was to be her last of the day - and she'd exploited route planning, contact with certain stores, and some good-old fashioned timing to pick up groceries along the way. Her sling bag was heavier than it usually was, which slowed her down, but as she was delivering to the dormitories anyway, it would only be a matter for a while.

Curiously, she was delivering to a room only a hallway away from hers. It made her wonder who placed the order, as well as feel a little bad that she didn't know all her neighbors.

"Okay, okay, seems to be the right room... this is..." Iris muttered, knocking on the door.

@"Saryn"

"Wait. You live here? As in 'you're my neighbor and I didn't know at all' here? And you ordered - do you have guests?" Iris's eyes widened questioningly, with the revelation having caught her off-guard. She wasn't expecting Morgan to be the one there, much less be the one who ordered half of everything that the store had to offer.

She peered around, looking for other people who might account for the sheer quantity of food. None were there to be found. "I - look, I'm not going to question why you ordered this much. What I am going to question is how I've lived basically a few meters away from you all this time and never knew. Either I'm not observant and neighborly enough, or your campaign could use a little expansion into new markets. Either way, one of us should be concerned."

@"Saryn"

"Fair point. Pretty girl like you with public presence revealing her residence? Yeah, not a good idea. Forget I pointed it out." The question felt stupid now that she thought about it, and she gave a shy grin, as if to hide her embarrassment. Revelation of such information wasn't quite sensible.

She peered in again, this time looking at the place instead of the (nonexistent) people inside. It was a good place, even if Iris had different tastes. "Think I can come in?"