[(notifs: mood) ALSO WELCOME... She can hear some noise inside, and then the door opens; he's already stepped far enough back to let her inside.]
Hey.
[The third floor is actually a studio room, sectioned into a mini kitchen, a common area with a half wall for a bed, and a bathroom. The room itself follows the same architectural pattern the student dorms do, done in the same colors of Fall Dorm. Mounted on the wall over the couch is a strange sword.
Luke looks up from a simple desk and chair on one side of the common area. A laptop are opened in front of him. Above the desk behind him is a dual dry-erase and corkboard. There are several pictures pinned to the corkboard. One is of a very young, silver-haired boy squatting beside two other children: a brown-haired boy holding up the peace sign, and a red-haired girl smiling happily on a beach. There's a picture of Fall Dorm posing with a cardboard cut out of Claude. There's a picture of the decorated Christmas tree. There's a picture of Sally, Viola, Chad, and him at the Formal. He's sitting on Chad's lap while the other two pincer him in from both sides. Chad looks exasperated. And now there is also a vibrant anime night poster.
Beside the desk in the corner is a baseball equipment bag with a varsity jacket thrown over it.]
Edited (i forgot the sword) 2021-07-01 05:58 (UTC)
[Practically barelling past him to get inside. Hewwo? Ooh-ing and ahh-ing at his whole ass room.]
Wow! Real snazzy! You get a room like this all to yourself? I'm jealous. [Glancing around... and then pointing at the sword because that? Is not fall dorm aesthetic?] Nice taste in decorations, too. Is that from one of your animes?
Uh... I don't know what all there is to say. I was young. It was time for the carnival to close, but I had seen it, and I wanted it. So I begged my parents to let me keep playing until I won.
But they didn't, and now here it is! All yours. I have to say, your parents must have really been something if they didn't force you to leave as soon as things got dicey.
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week 3, monday
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Alrighty. I'll be there in a minute. 😎
[... It will be a little longer than a minute, but! Eventually, there's a knock on his door followed by Ichinose's voice:]
Ding dong!
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Hey.
[The third floor is actually a studio room, sectioned into a mini kitchen, a common area with a half wall for a bed, and a bathroom. The room itself follows the same architectural pattern the student dorms do, done in the same colors of Fall Dorm. Mounted on the wall over the couch is a strange sword.
Luke looks up from a simple desk and chair on one side of the common area. A laptop are opened in front of him. Above the desk behind him is a dual dry-erase and corkboard. There are several pictures pinned to the corkboard. One is of a very young, silver-haired boy squatting beside two other children: a brown-haired boy holding up the peace sign, and a red-haired girl smiling happily on a beach. There's a picture of Fall Dorm posing with a cardboard cut out of Claude. There's a picture of the decorated Christmas tree. There's a picture of Sally, Viola, Chad, and him at the Formal. He's sitting on Chad's lap while the other two pincer him in from both sides. Chad looks exasperated. And now there is also a vibrant anime night poster.
Beside the desk in the corner is a baseball equipment bag with a varsity jacket thrown over it.]
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[Practically barelling past him to get inside. Hewwo? Ooh-ing and ahh-ing at his whole ass room.]
Wow! Real snazzy! You get a room like this all to yourself? I'm jealous. [Glancing around... and then pointing at the sword because that? Is not fall dorm aesthetic?] Nice taste in decorations, too. Is that from one of your animes?
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His eyes lift to the sword.]
No. I won it at a carnival when I was younger.
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She thinks this is hilarious, though, and hums a jaunty little circus tune.]
Is that right? You know, you should tell me more about it. I'm all sorts of curious about this world's culture.
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Uh... I don't know what all there is to say. I was young. It was time for the carnival to close, but I had seen it, and I wanted it. So I begged my parents to let me keep playing until I won.
They almost kicked us out.
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[these au parents are wild]