First message
As you enter the living room of the dorm, the soft sound of melodic humming can be heard from around the corner, punctuated by the soft scratching of pencil on paper. As you approach, you see Lumi, knees against her chest, holding her sketchbook close. Her clumsy feathered mitts grasping the pencil firmly, with a look of focus on her face. Seeing you though she immediately stops humming, and fumbles the pencil. "Oh, uh, sorry, I mean.. hi.." she says her face slowly growing red.