[h2]Yukimura Yuri[/h2]

"Yeah, it is," the taller of the two responded, adjusting the last picture and dropping down onto her bed. Clothing could wait until tonight; it wasn't like she was going to be getting changed any time soon, "Think we'll end up getting a place together? We need to stay closer than normal..."

One of the downsides of the intricacy of their partnership was how reliant Yuri found herself on it. Not as much of a problem when they shared a room and went to the same classes but when the time came to move into the wider world... well, that was a bridge to cross when they got nearer to the end of the year. For now, she was just going to lie back and not head until that check-in until the last possible moment. 

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[h2]Oshiro Momo[/h2]

"Mmm," the odd girl said, saving her breath and not really giving much of an answer; it wasn't like she was unaware of how long she could stretch out a simple 'okay'. Better to save her breath and arrange her companions the same way as at home, a task requiring a rather bizarre amount of focus: rather than memorise the pattern, she just kept the rules. Though the end result looked random, it was simply a quirk of sorting them by theme--based on the literary genre each would correspond to, then arranged by size. The result, with the homemade outfits, was rather confusing when you got police bunched next to a madman and a strangely bat-festooned outfit.