[centre][color=PeachPuff][h3]Emily[/h3][/color]

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[b]GYAAAAAHHHHH![/b]

Emily perked her head up, her ears adjusting automatically, a frown forming on her face. She wasn't sure but she was almost certain that a wild giraffe had found its way into the school and was now issuing its mating call. Unfortunately, the giraffe must not have been feeling overly frisky as its mating call ended with that one cry. Emily was interested, to say the least - she had never seen a giraffe before and witnessing it mating would definitely be intriguing.

[color=00a651]"Morning"[/color]

Emily's eyes narrowed as she shrunk back into her cocoon of blankets. She was safe in there with her chocolate and the [i]Love Slave for Two[/i] Collection; she was already on book three and as expected of a MMF erotic collection of novels, it was particularly riveting. Tearing a small opening in her vault, she peeked out at her roommate. It seemed that the mating call of the giraffe had roused her which confused Emily to no end - surely this private school wasn't the best place to enact her fetish for giraffes? Then again, Emily didn't actually know much about giraffes so maybe this random island was teeming with them. She would have to conduct research but until then, she had to deal with this newcomer.

[color=PeachPuff]"Hello."[/color]

The young blonde made sure to keep an eye on her roommate. If her knowledge of other people was anything to go by, her roommate might view her as a love rival and probably end up stabbing her or something. Male giraffes were in hot demand, after all! Thankfully, the taller brunette disappeared into the shower which allowed Emily to crawl free from her chocolate and erotic fiction nest. Stretching, her jaw widened into a yawn as she cast her eyes around her new home for the next year. Unfortunately, it seemed that her roommate had yet to unpack because a raid on her wardrobe came up with inconclusive results.

[color=PeachPuff]"Hmm..."[/color]

Once her roommate had vacated the bathroom, she went in herself, getting a quick shower and brushing her teeth.

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How exactly did this happen? Emily frowned as she stared at the third book of the [i]Love Slave for Two[/i] collection which happened to be dripping wet. Looking up, she went through all the events of the past half an hour. She woke up, she raided her roommate's wardrobe, she brushed her teeth, she went to the toilet and she showered. It was then that Emily chose to call upon the wise words of her mother back in Germany. [i]"Emily, you shouldn't take your books into the shower! Now I need to dry them!"[/i] Her mother was indeed a wise woman. Following that thought process, she recalled how her mother used the hairdryer to dry the books off which only seemed to warp them with the heat. Nevertheless, as promised, it dried them off which meant that Emily needed a hairdryer.

Popping her head out of the bathroom door, she narrowed her eyes at her roommate who was getting changed. Even if she did have a hairdryer, the brunette would probably take advantage of her weakness so as to minimise the number of competitors she had for the giraffe. [i]"You need a hairdryer? Of course, I have a hairdryer! Myah- Take that! That giraffe is mine!"[/i] Mhm... much too dangerous. Maybe the brunette was one of the wild furries she was reading about? If the great prophet, 4chan, was anything to go by, she would be an incredibly dangerous creature which meant that Emily at to avoid her at all costs.

Gripping her book tight against her chest, Emily cautiously slipped out of the bathroom, her towel getting caught on the handle. It was much too dangerous to go back so she darted onwards, leaving it behind her as she slipped out of the door. Wherever she went, she was probably a lot safer than back with that giraffe-crazed furry so she padded forward into the hall, peeking around experimentally.

Finding nothing of interest, she causally slipped over to the first door she noticed. It was locked and the same could be said of the next door she tried but the third and final door she attempted opened with no resistance, allowing her to slip inside. Peeping around in silence, she protectively clutched her book to her chest and examined the room. There were two figures and although they didn't look to be sleeping, they appeared completely harmless - one seemed to be dressed in some sort of black uniform that looked kinda cute and the other was tall and powerful looking. Perfect! These were the sort of people that would eagerly hand over a hairdryer.

[color=PeachPuff]"Hang in there, little guy."[/color] She murmured, taking a step closer into the room. Clearing her throat, she boldly cocked her head to the side and stared at the two, completely naked. [color=PeachPuff]"Hairdryer?"[/color] Almost to show them what she needed, she raised the soaked book from her chest, removing the only thing which kept the small slither of modesty that remained.