Pointless hope

Clean.

That was his first thought.

Clean, spacious and- somewhat, pleasant.

"Well, do come in…" Rose mumbled, standing aside-

Mihael went in, the door closed and Rose sat down on the bed, patting the spot next to her.

He sat down.

"So, this is your home?" Mihael asked.

Rather soft bed.

A fragrant smell in the air, quite floral.

"Yes."

Lots of light- 

"Quite fancy."

"Yeah."

Yet. She still lived in the dorms.

Mihael didn't ask as he wasn't insensitive enough.

But he did understand there was something about this place that she didn't want him to know.

But that begged the question, how come she invited him over?

Rose wiggled her fingers, keeping her gaze lowered.

She wasn't looking at Mihael, and she wasn't really talking either.

"I believe you led me here to discuss something?"

She gave him a tour.

And then brought him back to her room.