[h3][color=lightslategray]Fumiko[/color] inside the sharehouse[/h3]
Fumiko caught her breath as she stood in the doorway. "[color=lightslategray][b]Whoof... I should have caught a picture of that... Imagine what the college social page would say if they saw that thing right outside campus...[/b][/color]"

Of course, Fumiko knew deep in her heart that they would likely delete it immediately in order to keep up a nice appearance. Plus, it wasn't like she was going to stand still to get a nice picture of it. '[color=lightslategray]Maybe if Aya was around...[/color]' Fumiko hoped that something that crazy would be enough to warrant a picture from Aya. If not, Fumiko would have to reasses what kind of person Aya was.

Fumiko took her wrist back from Otoya. "[color=lightslategray][b]...I'm going to need a baseball bat if those things are going to be hanging around that alleyway from now on.[/b][/color]" She mumbled. It was half joke, half truth. She really was going to look online for a baton once she got into her room. 

Fumiko felt a shiver down her spine as her thoughts returned to the rats. Those things being that close to the sharehouse did not inspire good feelings in her. It was already far from airtight, and those things could probably just chew through the wall if they wanted to. Even if she did have a weapon, one of those in the dead of night... She didn't want to think about it.