The time is 2:30 p.m. on Wednesday April 10, and I am writing from the comfort of my grey futon in Mayo-Smith: a one-room double of 220 square feet that overlooks College Hall across the buzzing Route 9. I have exactly 10 hours until I’m due in the Friedman Room for my second-ever room draw. My room group this year is eight rising juniors — four girls, four boys — all hoping to choose suite-style living for next year. However, there is a problem.