>Exchange your energy bars with the bald student in exchange for protection.>Diplomacy: 64 [Success]>Where are the cameras?>Memoryl: 50 [Mild Succcess]In the next turns, if you forget to roll, it will be treated as a critical fail. For this time, I went with >>5592267.You quickly make your way out of the library, and return to your dormitory. As you walk across the campus, you begin to worry about the security cameras. You remember seeing several of them positioned in various locations, such as the elevator, the library, and outside the canteen. Regrettably, you didn't pay much attention to their placement at the time, and now you're unsure if they are strategically placed throughout the corridors or not. Your fear is that if you try to hide somewhere on campus at night, the cameras might catch you and the teachers will find out.
When you round the last corner, your heart sinks when you see the two delinquents standing outside your room. You had known they would be there, but you still held onto a glimmer of hope that they would have, somehow, disappeared. After some contemplation, you decide to offer your two energy bars to the bald student in exchange for protection.
"You're lucky I'm in a good mood today," he says, his eyes fixed on your two energy bars. "I could easily beat you up and take them."
You don't hesitate to strike a deal. "I'll give you both of them if you promise to protect me for the night."
The African student speaks up, "What if someone else offers us more later on?"
The bald student chuckles. "Then we'll protect them instead. But for now, we'll take what we can get. By the way, my name is Mikhail." He takes the energy bars, and gives one to Abdi.
"And I'm Abdi," says the African student, as he takes a bite of the energy bar.
They both seem to be starving and devour the energy bars quickly. Mikhail even licks the wrapper for any remaining crumbs. Then, he looks up at you and grins. "But don't get me wrong," he says, his eyes trailing up and down your body. "I still find you very attractive. My earlier offer still stands, if you change your mind." He lets out a low whistle and adds, "I mean, look at you. You're like a snack yourself."
You feel uncomfortable with his remark and shift your weight from one foot to the other. You had hoped he wouldn't say something like that. His lines are distasteful, and calling you a "snack" is especially repulsive. Abdi notices your unease and speaks up. "Ignore him," he says, with a reassuring smile. "Mikhail can be a bit too forward sometimes." You nod, grateful for his intervention. Mikhail, however, doesn't seem deterred. "There are few girls in Russia as attractive as you," he continues, "and that neck of yours is so tantalizing. I could spend hours just kissing it."
