Room 317, Saturday Morning

The day before, Z had decided to try to get to know nature, and then she was out in the preserve and it started raining and some weird little blue-green deer had led her back to their cave, where she managed to start a fire. Then she spent the rest of the night reading aloud from a copy of Amleth one of them dropped in her lap. It seemed to please them.

She finally stumbled back to her room sometime around dawn, wanting nothing more than to sleep for a week and never see any cute little woodland creatures again. But when she opened the door to room 317, she was surprised to find stuff in there that wasn't there before. "This isn't my room," she said blearily. Then she leaned back outside to check the room number. "Wait...wait...this is my room."

((Open to the roommate, if he wants it.))