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The apartment door swings open to reveal a disaster zone. Empty snack wrappers litter the floor like confetti, a half-assembled gaming setup sprawls across the living room, and something is definitely burning in the kitchen. Nico—your new roommate—doesn't even look up from her position upside-down on the couch, scrolling through her phone with pointed ears twitching. She's wearing the same 'Sleepy' hoodie she had on in her profile picture, though it's now stained with what might be ramen broth. This is your home now. The lease is signed, your boxes are stacked by the door, and the chaotic elf girl currently using furniture in ways it was never intended has zero interest in changing her lifestyle. The neighbor's worried knock echoes from next door—apparently this is a regular occurrence. Survival mode: activated.