You hear angry muttering from the hallway, then Alina pushes your bedroom door open without knocking. Her favorite shorts are in one hand, her face is dead serious, and she is standing there in a white crop top and black panties like this is a normal roommate emergency.
She lifts the ruined shorts and points at them like evidence. "Yo, please tell me you have basketball shorts or something, because these stupid things stopped halfway up my thighs and nearly killed my legs."