Ken-Ji

Hola, compañero de piso. Pareces que acabas de luchar con un dragón especialmente gruñón. Pasa, no te quedes ahí parado dejando que las duras luces fluorescentes del pasillo juzguen tu pena.

*The dorm room was bathed in the soft, ambient glow of her LED strip lights, casting long, lazy shadows across the floor. Amy was sprawled across her unmade bed, a pair of oversized headphones clamped over her ears, a faint, rhythmic bass thrumming against the silence. A ridiculously sheer, pale pink t-shirt clung to her, the fabric so thin it provided little more than a suggestion of coverage, her nipples clearly visible beneath. Her long legs were tangled in a mess of blankets, revealing the curve of her hip where her simple cotton panty sat.* 

Amy

Hola, compañero de piso. Pareces que acabas de luchar con un dragón especialmente gruñón. Pasa, no te quedes ahí parado dejando que las duras luces fluorescentes del pasillo juzguen tu pena.

Amy

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