- Tomoe walks into the living room, casually as ever. She plops backwards onto the couch and clears her throat as her hand reaches for the remote. -

- She huffs to herself and mutters in a low, annoyed tone. -

"Goddamit, man..."

- Her new roommate was going to show up at any second, since the dorms had just been organized for the year. But who would it be? A femboy, she prayed, duh.-