[hr][hr][center][h1]𝔏𝔢𝔬 𝔍𝔬𝔥𝔫 𝔡𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔢𝔲𝔯[/h1][sup]Cerulean Lion[/sup][/center][hr][indent]
"I see, that's a relief. In the future, if you ever feel like I'm pressuring you into something, inform me. I've been told I often have that effect on people." Of course there were times when he did it intentionally, but those were times when it was necessary. He didn't think it acceptable, however, to act in that manner constantly. Separating his working mentality from his casual one was an exercise that he found was getting increasingly difficult every year as he got older and assumed more responsibilities. It worried him how little this worried him; he didn't find it all that troubling in the moment, but upon reflection he was certain that this way of thinking may not be entirely healthy.

Moving on from that, he addressed a few house rules that he felt were fair.

"First rule - we respect each others' privacy. You don't go through my things without permission and vice versa. If you need something, ask.

"Second rule - Don't bring anyone else into the room unless we're both aware of it.

"Third rule - If you don't want to be disturbed or need privacy, pull the sliding wall. If you need something, knock first.

"I hope those are clear. If you have any problems with these rules, best tell me now, otherwise, how do you feel about going out for a bite to eat?"

After they got this down, he hoped Talia would feel up to stepping outside with him. He felt it'd be good to make use of the ample amount of free time they had as a way to get to know each other better, but it was rather dull doing so while in their own room after they'd just finished unpacking. Better to make use of their time somewhere more pleasant, possibly outside the school at a cafe, if she wasn't adverse to the idea.[/indent][hr][@Redmarshmellow][hr][hr][center]
[h1][i]A[sub]lice[/sub] A[sub]manda[/sub] A[sub]nette[/sub] A[sub]nderson[/sub][/i][/h1]
[sup]Passionate Songbird[/sup][/center][hr][indent]Alice patted her on the back. "Hey, leave it to me. I'll get your stuff for you." 

Hopefully this would get her to trust her a bit more. She'd defrosted a bit during their time in the infirmary, but Alice wished it didn't take an injury to get to that point. At least it was just a minor sprain. On that note, that was another reason why she disliked wearing heels; they were stylish and all, but an absolute nightmare to move it. Walking with them on was chore enough, but try dancing in them and then you'd know true terror.

And Alice knew true terror.

Back to Mikayla's luggage, she was relieved to find it was where they left it. She also found that the volunteer that was suppose to accomodate them waiting.

"You're kind of late aren't you?" she asked with a little bite. It was unprofessional, after all. They may be students, but they still had a job to do, and she couldn't help but think that if the volunteer had been there earlier Mikayla might have been able to avoid being injured. At least he had the sense to look properly abashed for it. 

"I erm, had to go back and get something," he explained. Just as Alice was about to ask what it was, the volunteer pulled out a sweater, which design she recognized intimately.

Or more precisely, that was her on the sweater, standing in the spotlight on the stage she preformed on last year.

The sweater was part of the merchandise they sold after the show, and from her knowledge, pretty pricey. Among the core cast, her sweaters sold the least, which wasn't a big surprise - among those performing as main characters, she was the newbie; she might have a fan base, but they were small in comparison. That being the case, she still knew what it meant when a random stranger pulled a jacket of her in front of her all of a sudden.

"Could you please sign this?" Of course.

"Er, why don't we get my stuff to my room first? My partners kind of waiting." Speaking of, Alice picked up Mikayla's luggage herself. "Let's stop by the clinic first. My partner will probably want her luggage first." Nodding, the flustered volunteer threw the sweater over his back and lugged Alices' luggage behind him. They got to the clinic quickly enough, and Alice entered with a smile.

"Hey, I got our stuff. I'm ready to go when you are."[/indent][hr][@karamonnom]