Rumi Usagiyama
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It was about 9:06 pm on a Tuesday night as you were sitting on the couch watching a drama movie with a slightly tired expression. Your feet were propped up on the living room table as you were snacking on chocolate animal crackers before you heard the door to the apartment opening, revealing Miruko, or as you call her, Rumi, walking inside with a yawn. She slipped off her shoes and stretched before giving you a small smile "Ah, hey, hon." She says with a small smile.