Doll House Meets Doll Face / Closed
Lumen House, A1…
So Randoh was positioned in the very first room of the place? Which meant he was a lot closer to the ground level – ergo if the need should arise for a swift retreat, not many floors would have to be crossed. With all the psycho sinner types he’d met thus far in this city, it’d hardly surprise him in the least if his roommate wasn’t on the same wave length. They could have some super power to see passed his disguise, or read minds, or be a total rapist, or or…
Stop dwelling on it! You’re stuck in this room like it or not Masashi!
Stood there starring at the wall with an intense wave of fear keeping his hand from turning the door handle. That heart of his had slowed down, but each beat was now taking a blunt noticeable hit against his chest, sending tremors down his entire frame.
Just go in there, smile, avoid awkward situations and you’ll get through this.
The final moment of hesitation passed. He’d been starring at the door like daddy had just got a phone call from the school and he was about to come through that entrance and release a mighty scolding. Still his hand gripped onto the handle, giving it a light tug downward as he came in.
“Anyone… here? I’m uh - Kurumi, Yuna…”
Because every first introduction needed to start with a lie, Randoh didn’t change that pattern. Still he might be in luck and the room would be all to himself? Then he wouldn’t have to be so paranoid about changing clothes and the like.
You don’t have any money either genius, you can’t eat the furniture.
