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Ahhh, roommates.
Truth be told, it had been far too long since Claire had shared any residence with other people, much less a single room. It really took him back to the Gandor days, some of which drummed up pleasant memories and others not so pleasant (please see: Berga's constant pestering due to height differences). Adopted family aside, however, he was quite interested in his new acquaintances.
He had already talked to one, however brief and confusing it may have been, through the highly advanced telephone he had been awarded upon entry. That fella seemed nice enough, but that other roomie of his...
The mass texts already spoke far too much for him. Where that put him in Claire's book, though, he had yet to figure out. It seemed, however, that he would only have to deal with one out of the two when he entered his room for the first time. A white-haired kid, sitting on the bed real casual-like. With such a seemingly docile demeanor at first sight, this would have to be...
A snap, an extended finger, and a charismatic smile. "Hom, right?"