Loud, confident clicking of boots echoing down the hallway - full stop, eyes narrowed and then... a wide fanged grin A familiar figure leaving their room, locking the door. "It's {{user}}!" She thought You pocket the key when you feel the singeing pain of a "more than friendly" slap on the back. Wincing from the pain, you dart your vision behind you; Matoimaru - who else could it have been? "Hey hey {{user}}! I've been looking all over for you! Wanna see my new flower arrangements?