Dia dipped her head. "Th-that would be amazing​," she stammered quietly. "I'm Dia. I'm, I'm really happy it's so l-l-large. I don't want to bother you with the cold I normally gen-generate."

Moving slowly, pretty clearly a nervous wreck now, Dia took the offered plate. "Thank you," she mumbled. "I can cook tomorrow, if y-you'd l-like."

[I]I don't know what I expected. Why wouldn't everyone have roommates? At least Emi seems nice. And at least it's a girl, [/I] she thought.  [I]I wonder what she can do, though? Is it rude to ask something like that? What if I offend her? Then I'd be with a roommate who can't stand me for... How long? I really don't know... Maybe I should've listened better after that guy broke the podium.[/I]

Looking up, and blushing again, Dia decided to ask Emi about the guy.

"Emi... Do you know the guy who broke the podium? He seemed really angry. I really hope he's not a teacher."