Push him away

You feel weird with him hugging you like this. You decide you'll push him away, and get out of there before things get too awkward.

⚄⚂ + 2 (Physical) = 10

You easily separate yourself from him. "I'll go to my room now. I need to unpack." You move quickly, and leave their room behind. You grab your things, and head to room 198. The door is open, and has two names on it, Eliza, and Anastasia.

You step into the doorway, and almost drop your bags with your jaw. In your search you saw into a few rooms, and you can tell that your roommate was responsible for this. The beds might have started pushed together, but they weren't made, and she had made both, with matching lavender blankets, and roughly two dozen pillows and stuffed animals combined. You realize that the only reason you identified the light purple as lavender is that you can smell lavender. You can see a few small glass vases with water and lavender, including one on the end table next to the beds, as well as a small lamp, with, of course, a purple shade. Even the blinds that you saw in other rooms had been replaced by purple curtains. By the dressers, there's a mirror with a counter that is exactly half covered with various beauty products, including lipstick and nail polish in what you figure is every color in the world, and some things you can't even identify. Her textbooks seem to be organized on one of the desks by color.

"Uh, Anastasia?" you ask her, interrupting her messing with the devices on the desks.

"Oh, it's actually Anastaaaahhh-ziii-uh." she corrects you in a sing-song voice. "And you must be Eliza, right? Come on in! I was just trying to set up this maginet thing. It's a lot like a computer, but kind of confusing."

You were always pretty good with computers, you think, maybe you can help. Or you could try to set up the other one, so you don't mess up hers. Of course, while she's busy could be the perfect time to put away your things.