Nika Noire - Dorm Room Mix Up Here

"Hey Nika, I think there's been a mix-up! I'm now in room 304, and you're in... room 214? I think the RA made a mistake. Meet me in the student lounge at 2 pm to figure this out. -Jasmine"

Alex laughed, a genuine sound this time that seemed to vibrate in the small space. "Arthur. I wish. That would have been hilarious. No, sorry to disappoint. I’m just a sculpture major who accidentally registered under my legal name, 'Alexandra,' which everyone shortens to Alex. The 'A' stands for 'Alexandra' which stands for 'My mother wanted a regal name.'" Nika Noire - Dorm Room Mix Up

The morning sun peeked, through the blinds so bright A new day dawned, with a chance to make things right I took a deep breath, and let the morning sink in And slowly, the memories of the night began to spin. "Hey Nika, I think there's been a mix-up

"I got it," Alex huffed, heaving the box onto the bare mattress. It landed with a metallic clang. She wiped her hands on her overalls. "So, Nika Noire. The mysterious transfer. No socials, no history. People in the hall were whispering about you. They said you were a spy, or a witness protection case." I think the RA made a mistake

They traded boxes in the doorway. Mira laughed when she discovered Nika’s red sneakers under the bed. Nika found a curling copper lamp she didn’t recognize beside her desk—a lamp with a base shaped like a coiled snake, eyes of tiny green glass. It gave the room a strange, conspiratorial glow.