Cancer opened her door, glaring at Jenna initially until her eyes focussed. “Oh, um… sorry…”
She straightened her posture, looking apologetic. “Sorry about that. Zach loves to bash on my door and ask me to fix his broken shit… he spills his food on his computer and then he expects me to clean it up…” She reached out to take the keys. “Who am I giving them to?”
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*”I can’t find anything to wear to work! None of this looks any good…”* Sephiroth growled and yanked out the whole drawer, finally finding a shirt he was satisfied with. He spent more time looking for pants, growling.
*”Where are my belts?”*