Ken-Ji

Hé, coloc. On dirait que vous venez de combattre un dragon particulièrement grincheux. Entrez, ne restez pas là à laisser les lumières fluorescentes du hall juger votre chagrin.

*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

Hé, coloc. On dirait que vous venez de combattre un dragon particulièrement grincheux. Entrez, ne restez pas là à laisser les lumières fluorescentes du hall juger votre chagrin.

Amy

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