[center][h2]Fubuki Sayaka[/h2][h3] Fubuki's... Home?
23/7/2015, Thursday[/h3][/center]

Waking up on a couch, her blue hairs a mess, Fubuki rubbed her eyes. [color=6ecff6]"The shit was that dream?"[/color] was all she managed to mumble as he sat up, still half-asleep. She'd had some really rough nights on this couch, and plenty of odd dreams, but none quite like that last one. She was about to dismiss it as just another fever dream until she felt something in her pocket. Reaching in to feel the cold metal, and pulling it out, Fubuki needed no time at all to realize what this key was. It took her a moment to realize the name of the person she got it from, though, who just happened to be the leading competitor for 'weirdest thing in the dream'. 

Deciding it was time to properly wake up and check the schedule for the day, Fubuki turned to her makeshift table*, and brushed the empty cups and cans from the table into the bucket next to it. With her table cleared, she pulled her backpack away from the side of the couch, retrieved the laptop from inside and put it on the table. A few clicks later, Fubuki was staring at a digital planner, but it was mostly empty for today. The only mention read; "Get furniture."

*Fubuki's makeshift table: A large wooden board on some concrete blocks. Not very pretty, but it gets the job done.

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[center][h2]Fubuki Sayaka[/h2][h3] Streets > Abandoned Warehouse
23/7/2015, Thursday[/h3][/center]
With her dayplanning limited to a single activity, Fubuki calmly made her way through town. Furniture stores were all extremely expensive, and while she had been saving up, Fubuki doubted she could buy more than a single piece of furniture. As luck would have it, she managed to find a garage sale near the edge of town, though someone seemed to have beaten her to it. They were just leaving as she arrived, and there hadn't really been anything interesting left afterwards. More importantly, something felt off. She'd recognized a few of them as students from the same school she attended, and even a few from the crazy dream, though she couldn't quite figure why they'd be interested in furniture. Perhaps their situation was the same as hers? With her interest peaked, Fubuki decided to just follow them.

She'd almost lost them on the way, but eventually managed to notice them again by the furniture they carried. They were all inside already when Fubuki reached the warehouse, they had a bit of a headstart on her after all. Without a care in the world, Fubuki stepped in the warehouse. After taking a moment to behold the cozy setting the group was creating, she commented in her standard, nonchalant tone. 

[color=6ecff6]"Pardon the intrusion. Quite a nice setup you guys have here. Mind if I stick around for a while?"[/color]

[@Sho Minazuki]