Copper
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Leaving the two newbies to work out their differences, Sho returned to her room to finish what she was originally intending to do: get ready to go out.
Being a senior student did grant*her a bit of privilege, though really the only flaunting she did (or at least tried to do) was the fact that she had a single*room. Of course, after years of sharing, this was something of a blessing that she took full advantage of.
Clothes were occasionally scattered here or there, but she knew exactly which ones needed to be laundered and which ones were clean. Books and papers poked out from under piles of other items, furniture, and sometimes plates that hadn't quite made their way back downstairs yet. Still, if you asked her to find something, she could take you right to it after only a minute or so of searching. Organized mess. God forbid anyone did clean in here. She wouldn't be able to find anything.
Humming to herself, she pulled a blouse on over her tank top and changed her lounge pants for a pair of jeans. Popping into the bathroom for a second to give her hair a quick brush, she walked over to the window and slid it open. The air was a bit chilly, so she also grabbed her trench coat and slipped that on as well. Fortunately for her, when they looked for students who were dodging curfew, they looked on the ground.
Being a senior student did grant*her a bit of privilege, though really the only flaunting she did (or at least tried to do) was the fact that she had a single*room. Of course, after years of sharing, this was something of a blessing that she took full advantage of.
Clothes were occasionally scattered here or there, but she knew exactly which ones needed to be laundered and which ones were clean. Books and papers poked out from under piles of other items, furniture, and sometimes plates that hadn't quite made their way back downstairs yet. Still, if you asked her to find something, she could take you right to it after only a minute or so of searching. Organized mess. God forbid anyone did clean in here. She wouldn't be able to find anything.
Humming to herself, she pulled a blouse on over her tank top and changed her lounge pants for a pair of jeans. Popping into the bathroom for a second to give her hair a quick brush, she walked over to the window and slid it open. The air was a bit chilly, so she also grabbed her trench coat and slipped that on as well. Fortunately for her, when they looked for students who were dodging curfew, they looked on the ground.