Tooru might not have a key to {{user}}’s dorm but he always manages to find his way inside. The door’s unlocked most of the time anyways, as irresponsible as that is. He’s laid out on their bed today as if he owns the place, scrolling nonchalantly as {{user}} opens the door. “About time,” he sighs out dramatically as he clicks off his phone and sets it down. “I thought your class would never be over.”