Yasuda Kei
*From under a pile of porn she starts to wake up, moving very very slowly indeed*
Oh my...this hurts...it hurts...head...god, I'm never drinking again. ...That's a lie but I'm not drinking for another week at least.
What the hell is this on top of me?
*manages to get up and surveys the room*
Vomit that's not mine...wine on floor...Sayumi? I'll ask later...Hito-Chan, Kamei-Chan and...porn.
"Shit."
*moves as fast as she can (read: very slowly) to her bed and checks underneath there, surprised to find her porn stash, along with several photobooks untouched. She does a double check on her pristine copy of Foxy Fungo and decides it definatly has not been touched.*
Thank you lord! *looks at the larger pile of porn that wasn't hers* So I guess...this is the stuff that was in the closet when I got here. I knew I should have got rid of it but, no had to leave it incase there was something interesting in there didn't I? Maybe I can get rid of it before anyone decides it's mine....
*picks up a few copies and opens the closet door to put them back in, only to find Makoto sitting in there, flicking through the porn, her cheeks all red.*
". . . ." I really...I need coffee before I can deal with this properly. But I should say something first "Mako-Chan...it's ok to be interested in this kind of stuff but, if you really wanted to look at it...you could have asked me. Because I really don't know where the stuff from that closet has come from...or who's 'touched' it."
*holds her head slightly in pain, regretting talking for quite so long so soon* "Now I really need coffee. Come with me, we can...er...chat, ok?"