mischiefxmagnet -- Hiromi glances around in awe at the room she's walked into. It's, uh, very pink. Pinker than anything she's ever seen before. It's a little intimidating, somehow. She stands there, unable to take her eyes off of it. "Uh..." So. Pink. { HEEEEEYYYYY <3 }
“Hm?” Vanna turned around to look at her friend, concerned, “Is something wrong, Hiro-chan?” She patted her bed, signaling to her dog to jump up, which he did, before promptly turning around in circles and making himself comfy on Vanna’s pile of stuffed animals.











