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Kasen had been coming home infrequently, the past few days.
It wasn’t out of personal dislike towards her home-- though she didn’t much care for it in the first place-- but rather, it was out of inconvenience.
The room was small. Even for one person, it felt small. Perhaps it was because of Kasen herself being too used to the confines of her dojo, but regardless, it bothered her. As did the locale, really. The abandoned library proved fruitless upon research, and otherwise clogged the air with mildew.
It wasn’t terrible, no. But it wasn’t great either.
But still, as Kasen returned to her home, she couldn’t help but find the door unlocked. And what’s more... she noticed the bathroom was being used.
She was quick to take action as a result.
“Who’s there?!”
Slamming open the door... she remained in a battle pose, staring at the individual who was using her bathtub as their own with confusion.
