Accompanied by bed's creaking, Chi got up, and pressed the light switch. Coming back to her previous spot, in an almost complete darkness, she just fell limply on the bed. Laying on her back, hugging a pillow on her chest, she still had her eyes open.

"You... sure you don't want to talk about it...?" Her curiosity took over again, and as she said that sentence, it was already to late to just bite her tongue instead.

Agatha yawned. She really was tired.
"Alright Nil, I'll try and wait..."
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"Talk about what?" she asked, while playing Pokemon under her covers.

He shuts the laptop. "No, no, you get some sleep. I'll just make us an early breakfast so we can get as much work done as possible before school. When you cook for two people, you can make tastier and healthier stuff than cooking en masse like at the cafeteria. Not that I'm speaking ill of them of course; serving so many people, you've got to make sacrifices somewhere for efficiency. Just remember if anything is wrong or you need anything, I'll be right next door."

Guess not...

"..." Chi turned towards the wall and closed her eyes. "Nevermind...Good night..."

After a minute or two, she suddenly jumped off her bed, and started making a lot of noise, as she seemed to look for something. "Crap...almost forgot" She said under her breath.

Light was still off.

Walking out of the Occult Club meeting room after getting the information he needed, Sora's brow furrowed slightly as he tried his absolute best to remain calm. Breaking out of the virtual world was becoming a serious pain, foreign emotions apparently lingering for hours at a time after every incident. Hurrying back to his dorm, he made certain to separate himself from the other students as fast as possible.

Opening the door to find his roommate missing as usual, Sora let out a weak smile as he closed the wooden entrance now behind him and sat down at his computer.

I still need to file another report... crap.

Opening the laptop and double checking the mandatory data lock, Sora entered in the usual requirement update into the recovery point. It took him a bit longer than he expected, trying to type without help from the process was somewhat disorienting, but he managed nonetheless. Finally finished, he swiftly logged off and wiped the information off the device before moving over to sit at his desk.

Starting on his homework a bit late, Sora was surprised to find that he worked extremely slowly compared to his normal that night. In fact, by the time he was finally done, it was already 3 hours past his normal resting time. Knowing the exact source of his problem, he tried not to think about as he hopped into bed for the night.

Just a temporary change... it'll be back in the morning... nothing to worry about...

Chubs came back upstairs with a bag of caramel popcorn. He had enjoyed popcorn a few times since he came to France, from cheesy to chocolate.
Munching, he decided to work some more on his project. Sitting back on his chair, he started to carefully put in the superchip and wires, while also eating his popcorn with virtually no crumbs.

Nil by the time she's awake, cooking breakfast. Likely due to the fact he's cooking, he doesn't hear her move around at all, so he doesn't think to put on a shirt as he cooks, his scars prominently on display. He seems to glide about the kitchen, a full breakfast course in the works. Unbeknownst to anyone but himself, he wanted to outdo the breakfast Nurse had prepared him the previous day, feeling a bit bothered that his guest had went above and beyond what he typically prepared. That certainly wasn't happening again. He'd have an amazing breakfast prepared and be showered and dressed before Agatha ever got up.

That's what he planned, anyways.

Sora awoke to a familiar, calm blankness in his mind. Opening his eyes slightly to check his vision, he did not notice any unnatural pain other than the normal flinching from the bright light on the dorm ceiling.

No damage to my eyes this time then.

Getting out of bed and putting on his standard school clothing, Sora grabbed his backpack and made his way to the cafeteria.

Aiko, like a foolproof alarm, woke Chi up with his rattling, same time as always. There was a mess, all around her bed and surroundings, after her night search for her contacts' box. When she moved her blanket, some of these things actually fell on the ground. Slowly getting up, she began to look for her things like towel, toothbrush and such, then left to the bathroom.

It took her longer than usually, but she eventually came back to the room. Now awoken, she tried to clean up her part of the dorm, still trying not to wake Pascale up. She wouldn't feel comfortable with her things laying all around for the whole day, especially if she was sharing that space with somebody else.

"Those don't look like scars you would get from Kendo...Ah, sorry, that was rude of me. Good morning, Nil."
Seeing the food he was preparing, her eyes lit up.
"Wow, is it really ok for you to make this much? I'm fine with toast honestly."

Nil turns, shocked. "You were awake already?" He realizes that she noticed his scars, and knowing that it was futile to really hide it now, he just said "They're not from Kendo. I just... ah, got them over the years from other places. And a healthy breakfast gets the mind working. If we want to guarantee we pass, then we have to properly fuel ourselves. Just toast is no good. Besides, how would I look as a host if I didn't do at least this much?"

"Don't worry about it Nil, I'm not one to pry. And I'll pretty much eat anything, living with my Dad who is always on the move, I got to try a lot of different things, but never had any time for pickiness. Although, you might be right she admitted."
Agatha sighed and leaned on the counter.
"I've made some progress on the project...but well I did the math part, but I've got no idea how to print the stuff," she complained as she poured her self a glass of orange juice.

He finishes putting things out and fixes their plates. "I know I'm no technology expert, but wouldn't you, you know, use a printer to print?"

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Chubs didn't feel tired at the slightest bit as he ran his hands over his new phone shell.
Now all he had to put in was a few things, a few wires and coding lines, and it would be done.
"So you won't feel like an outsider?"
He stopped in mid-action. "I'm going to eventually have to get some human interaction."
Whether I like it or not.
He sat back in his chair, resting with one eye open, as he always had done.
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