The Return // Nora+Pyrrha
Boredom.
Her old foe. Her archenemy. Nemesis. Rival. And a whole bunch of other words that all mean the same thing, whatever. She hated it, was sick of it, would do whatever it took to keep it at bay. And yet here it was, back again on what should be a joyous, momentous occasion: move in day, and with her bestie!
And really it was all Ren's fault. When he'd woken her up at eight she'd been a bit miffed, but there were pancakes and he'd promised she could sleep on the drive, so she'd forgiven him. What was unforgivable was leaving her alone in her room to 'unpack' before Pyrrha arrived. She barely had anything to unpack, mostly just a whole bunch of clothes wrapped up in her bedding cuz she'd had better things to do the night before than actually pack. Those she'd stuffed roughly into her closet, to be sorted later, and the bedding just kinda tossed onto the bed itself. Not much sense in making it when she was just gonna mess it up again later, right?
But now that left her with nothing to do but blast her music as loud as possible to try to fill the silence and maybe reread a book, at least until she set up her games. Or until her significantly taller roommate finally showed up and could hang things.
