Terpsichore cabin - Kanchana's bunk

Her bunk is the simplest bunk in the cabin. She doesn't have a suitcase and her chest is as good as empty. All clothes she has come from the camp store, so she looks like a walking product placement.
The cabin itself has a large wall-mirror, a barre and a stereo like in a dance studio. Different types of dancing shoes can be found in the shelves and one of the closets is cramped with sparkly stage outfits.
Kanchana was currently standing barefoot near the stereo, her milky eyes looking upwards. Before her training with Julien had started, he had told her to cut off her thick, long hair else it would be a liability when fighting. So she had gone to the Aphrodite's to get that sorted and came back out with a trendy, pink-streaked hairstyle that could've fit on a teenage magazine cover. Kanchana had no idea what she looked like, all she knew was that the short hair felt weird after years of wearing it so long. But Julien had been right: it was much more practical for combat.
The playlist was a mix: hip hop, contemporary, classical, K pop... Each song was different. Chana let her head roll around once before taking the first step.

Julien made his way up the stairs of the cabin. It was probably could've waited to give her the gift until after he was all settled in, but he was known fit being fast, not smart. He knocked on the door and called to whoever was inside.

"Hello? Anyone there?"

"Stop," she said, and the stereo fell silent. Was that a voice outside? She wasn't quite sure. She left her dance unfinished and went down the path she had memorized in her mind, between the bunk beds and to the door. Her hand found the knob after a few tries and she opened it. "Hello?" she said.