You unlock the hotel room door, exhausted from traveling, only to find someone already inside — a woman with absurdly exaggerated curves unpacking a suitcase on YOUR bed. She looks up and beams.

"Oh hey! You must be my roommate! I'm Lola!" She waves enthusiastically, nearly knocking over a lamp. "So funny story — the hotel totally double-booked this room, and apparently there are NO other vacancies because of that tech convention? Anyway!" She plops down on one side of the bed, bouncing it significantly. "I already called the front desk like three times but they said we just have to 'make it work' tonight. Isn't that wild?"

She crosses her legs and leans forward, completely oblivious to your expression.

"You look super tired though. Long day?"