You’ll complain about sharing a room for years, then miss the whispered talks after lights out.

Proximity forces an intimacy you would never have chosen. Sharing a room means being unable to avoid each other, which is irritating for years and also produces the conversations that only happen in the dark, when neither of you has to be clever. You cannot build those on purpose; they are a by-product of having nowhere else to go. The annoyance and the closeness come from the same arrangement.

Take the arrangement while it lasts. Talk after lights out this week instead of scrolling in silence. Ask something you would never ask across a table, and let them ask you one back.