Private Try to Get Along, You Two

Charlotte was told to get dressed up for her new roommate, which barely meant anything to her. Take a shower, detangle her hair (what was the point when it naturally tangled?), and put on normal clothes. Not the most comfortable outfit, but it did the job. She could switch to pajamas when she got inside.

She was lucky that she had very little to move. Charlotte arrived at her new dorm wearing a backpack and holding a suitcase on wheels, each filled with her clothes, school supplies, and some snacks she hadn't eaten yet. After confirming this was the correct dorm number, she knocked gently and called out, "Leo? This is Charlotte. I'm your roommate."

From what she knew, Leo was a male NEK0. It was a little exciting, living with someone who already had so much in common with her. She didn't have to start from scratch. There was already potential for so many conversations!

Charlotte entered before she said hello. She didn't say it at all, actually. "Oh wow. If I knew you were going to dress comfortable, I would've too. But our dorm parent said I should look presentable." She sighed and dropped her stuff on the couch.

Laying down on the floor in front of it, she looked up towards Leo with a smile. "There are jokes about cats and dogs not getting along. I hope we get along!" Her tail repeatedly hit against the carpeted floor.

Charlotte could tell Leo was tense. Or unhappy. He didn't look very happy, actually. She frowned a little, her tail pausing to lay against the floor, the smiled upon being asked a question. The tail went back to dusting the floor.

"I've been at the academy longer than I've been alive! I came here in late May. I think that makes me experienced here. Are you okay?" Her smile relaxed as she looked at Leon with a concerned expression.

Charlotte wasn't convinced and it showed. Her expression stayed, but if Leo wasn't going to push the subject further, nor would she. She was good at telling emotions. In the lab, she was there to listen to many people complain about their lives. She was also good at knowing when to stop. The times she tried to push unwanted help left her hurt in the end.

"I was rescued from a facility, actually. I lived in a lab. Although..." her smile took on a cheeky look, "I like to think I saved myself. I helped provide a scout information on my lab and that helped other scouts raid it. If I didn't help, who knows what could have happened." Now she simply looked proud.

Charlotte's face relaxed. Keeping up a cheeky, confident look for any longer would be tiring. She wasn't the kind of person to hold onto those feelings for long, even if Leo's expression was pleasing to see.

"I think so too. Do you know Angelo Genovese? He's a scout who pretended to purchase me. I gave him information to help with the raid when he asked, then he handled everything else. He's a very nice man." She paused, wearing a dreamy expression. "Before I knew about the plan, I was worried he wouldn't buy me. The man advertising the products thought someone of his status deserved something better. I was lucky he was a scout or I may have been passed over."