Hidaka's Bedroom

Hidaka's Bedroom

Hidaka walked in, looking around. This place definitely needs a makeover that suits me... As of now, the walls were bare and there was simply a bed with white sheets on it. She sighed, the glare that usually caused her eyebrows to furrow dissipating into an emotionless stare. She lounged on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Mendokusai.

Hidaka sat up quickly before falling back on her side. "I'm bored~," she moaned childishly.

Hidaka finally sat up with a groan and grabbed her jacket. She slipped it on in one fluid movement the way she'd seen in movies, and she flicked her hood up. She grabbed her iPod, immediately sticking one earpiece in and allowing the other to fall down her unzipped jacket and hide on her baggy shirt. She walked out, sticking her hands in her black denim jeans pockets.

Hidaka walked in with her eyes closed and shut the door quietly behind her. She plopped down on the bed before whining loudly, "Jeez! Why must everything be so BORING!!" She rolled off the bed and fell face-first. "Itte..."

Hidaka woke from the slumber that involved her laying on the floor with her face implanted into it with a groan. She sat up and rubbed her face. After running her fingers through her not-so-tangled hair, she walked out, grabbing her jacket and slipping it on.

Hiri knocked on the door of her room-mates bedroom, wondering who her room-mate actually was.

Hidaka groaned at the knock and stared at the door. Who da hale you? She thought about asking this, but instead she walked over to the door (grabbing her jacket and slipping it on) and opened it. Her brow furrowed into a frown to see the girl there. "Eh?"

Hiri looked at the girl and smiled "Hi, I'm Hiri. Are you my room-mate?" She asked cheerfully.