[b] Zivon [/b]

“Erm Zivon this is Eric, Eric meet Zivon a friend of ours” He waved to the guy named Eric, he also smiled at Crash said he was their friend. “Dinner sounds good. Oh, which room are you in? I can also come in a little earlier to help prep if you’d like.” Kathy said, he smiled and said. “Its roo-m one one one at prob- ably seven or ei-ght …You don’t n-eed to I can han-dle it fine.” He answered, he had learned that cook alone is just fine, been doing it for seven years. ‘W-ell I will be c-ooking some fri-ed rice, hambu-rger and d-aikon radish sal-ad.”

“How’d it go in the infirmary last night?” Crash asked, Zivon spine shivered, he didn’t want to recall the…terrible event that happen in the infirmary, it still felt like he has a his tail between his legs. “I…don’t w-ant to s-ay…” He shivered at spot as he continued to eat his churro. “And… Um... Sorry about leaving you at Kiwi’s mercy. I mean, she’s scary but she gets the job done right..?” She said, he gave little nod for saying yes but was still traumatize it what had happen in that infirmary. 

 "What happened last night? I mean, it's alright if you don't want to talk about it. Sounds like it was pretty serious." Eric asked, Kathy answered Eric’s question. The last lines Kathy said were the unfortunate ones who had to go to the infirmary… which includes him. 

[b] Seven [/b] 

Another girl walked up to the student center! His ears perked and tail wagged, as he was interested; his attention was on the girl. He slowly crept towards the girl, still above in a good height her. She seemed to play her trumpet but didn’t hear anything. He went closer and closer, he wanted to hear the music, like the bands that played in his circus but he still didn’t hear much. He was at least twenty-four inches away above from the girl until asking. 

“Excuse me trumpet lady, but why are you playing so quietly?”