Darlene
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*Toktoktoktok.*

"Nope!"

*Toktoktoktok.*

"Nope!"

*Toktoktoktok.*

"Nope!"

It continued like that for a long while.

Mélodie had just arrived at Newton's Cradle. She was a long way from home, still jet-lagged from the flight. She wasn't scheduled to meet with her contact, or anyone who'd help her get used to Newton's Cradle, until days later.

So, of course, the "Rational" Thing to do was to go door-to-door in the dorms, knocking on each until she got a response. Maybe she'd even make a friend!

*Toktoktoktok.*

"Nope!"

No luck. Yet. But she kept going. She had no idea how many people she'd annoyed so far by doing the equivalent of ding-dong-ditch, but she didn't really pay any mind to it. Or, to put it mildly, she didn't care. Until someone was fast enough to open the door, or until she ran out of doors to knock on, she might as well keep going!
Angela
A pen scratched against a flat, white sheet of paper in quick, haphazard strokes. Finley was nearly finished with a drawing that had taken hours to render so far. Rather impressed with themself, they were, the silhouette of a girl in front of a waterfall, arms spread wide beside her, the wind combing through her hair and throwing it aside. Her expression was what they enjoyed, spread smile across both cheeks and dotted with fairy freckles. Utterly blissful, relaxed, at pe-

Finley jumped at the sound of the knock on the door, pen sliding frantically across one corner, leaving a jagged half-line. 
They growled out a curse of frustration, shooting a vicious glare to the door.

"What?" They called, getting up from their desk chair and yanking the door open. Careful, if Mél were to grab the handle - Finley's hair stood up around them in a staticky, blond hair halo, eyes crackling with annoyance. 

"Can I help you?"
Darlene
Mel was almost past the door already by the time it opened, but she was quick to stop. "Oh! I didn't think-" She blurted out.

She left it at that.

"Hello! I'm Mélodie Blanc, you can call me Mel, very nice to meet you!" She didn't seem to pay Finley's particularly annoyed expression, instead continuing to yap on at a frankly dizzying pace. "I know it's late but I haven't really felt properly awake until now and I need some help finding my way around but the contact guy I'm supposed to have isn't available until tomorrow so I've been knocking on doors to try to find someone else and now that you've opened I've been wondering if maybe you could help?"

She didn't even breathe through the entire run-on sentence, which became immediately apparent when she gasped for breath afterward-

"Okaythankyou!"
Angela
Finley considered interrupting her, but decided it would be hardly worthwhile - they couldn't get in a word edge-wise. Instead, they stood, and let her ramble, a fine brow arching at her question. They pinched the place in between their eyes. 

"You have been... Running throughout the dorms, knocking on every individual door, all on the perchance someone who is not inherently vexed at being interrupted would answer and become your estranged... Tour guide. Do I have that correct?"

Finley glanced to the place next to their door, where a pair of boots lay one over the other, unlaced and limp. Their sister's voice, encouraging them to socialize, tugged on the back of their mind. Mél was certainly a lot - high-energy, high-strung, maybe, but Finley had hardly seen anyone else lately. The drawing could wait, for just a quick moment, while they took this girl around a bit. Maybe it would increase their patience, like a stat bar.

"Where is it you exactly want to go?"
Darlene
Mel paused at Finley's question. One could practically hear the wheels in her mind creaking as they turned for the first time in a long, long while...

"Yep!" Her grin seemed to widen even more. She didn't seem particularly ashamed of it, almost like she didn't quite register that she perhaps ought to be at all.

When Finley seemed to show actual willingness to guide her around, Mel practically beamed. She jumped for joy, even lifting her suitcase off the ground for a brief moment. "**Yaaay!** Just anywhere! The kitchen, the cafeteria, the classrooms, the toilets, the science lab, the room near the science lab that says do not enter, the basement, the roof, the, uh..." 

She trailed off, realizing she'd run out of places. "I dunno! Some more places, I guess!"