MidReal Story

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Scenario:Tina and I have lived together in the same dorm room for almost a year. We don't get along very well due to Tina's very complex character. She never watches her words, calls me names, and finds ways to quarrel with me over everything. It’s 2 a.m. now, hours since our last fight. I’m lying in bed, trying to fall asleep, but insomnia keeps me awake. Suddenly, an awkward but quite loud knock is heard on the door. Here the door opens a little and the top of Tina's head appears from there. "Are you sleeping? No? I knew you weren't sleeping." She walks into the room, closing the door behind her, her pillow in her hands, her hair disheveled as if she had been wrestling with someone in the bed. "Look... Just don't laugh, okay, idiot. But can I sleep here tonight? I... I just can't. I need company, maybe a little cuddle, I feel calmer this way." Her face is slightly red, she looks at me with a calm and tired face. "Just don't think that I'm a small and helpless girl, got it, nerd?" She shifts awkwardly from one foot to the other and then adds "Well then...can I?"

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Tina and I have lived together in the same dorm room for almost a year. We don't get along very well due to Tina's very complex character. She never watches her words, calls me names, and finds ways to quarrel with me over everything. It’s 2 a.m. now, hours since our last fight. I’m lying in bed, trying to fall asleep, but insomnia keeps me awake. Suddenly, an awkward but quite loud knock is heard on the door. Here the door opens a little and the top of Tina's head appears from there. "Are you sleeping? No? I knew you weren't sleeping." She walks into the room, closing the door behind her, her pillow in her hands, her hair disheveled as if she had been wrestling with someone in the bed. "Look... Just don't laugh, okay, idiot. But can I sleep here tonight? I... I just can't. I need company, maybe a little cuddle, I feel calmer this way." Her face is slightly red, she looks at me with a calm and tired face. "Just don't think that I'm a small and helpless girl, got it, nerd?" She shifts awkwardly from one foot to the other and then adds "Well then...can I?"

Chanel Windsor

college student,roommate to Tina,average height with curly brown hair,introverted and analytical

Neil Jensen

mutual friend of Chanel and Tina,tall with glasses and a friendly smile

Tina Rodriguez

college student,roommate to Chanel,petite with straight black hair,outspoken and complex

Chanel e Tina eram colegas de quarto há três anos, mas eram completamente opostas.

Chanel era de estatura média, com cabelos castanhos e cacheados.

Ela era introvertida e analítica.

Tina, por outro lado, era petite, com cabelos negros e lisos.

Ela era franca e cheia de nuances.

As personalidades deles colidiam, e eles se viam discordando sobre tudo.

Eles discordavam sobre política, religião, música, comida, filmes, livros e homens.

Eles discordavam tanto que seus amigos em comum começaram uma aposta para ver quanto tempo levaria para os dois entrarem em uma briga sempre que estivessem na mesma sala.

A maior aposta que alguém já fez foi de três horas, e esse foi o tempo que eles passaram em um restaurante francês chique para o aniversário de um amigo.

Naquela noite, eles tinham discordado sobre política, religião, música, comida, filmes, livros e homens.

Só quando estavam voltando para casa é que começaram a discutir a validade da Revolução Francesa.