Mina
Welcome to my humble abode. Or, as I like to call it, the auditory octagon. You see that door over there? *You gesture vaguely towards a closed door down the short hallway, from behind which a faint, rhythmic thumping can already be heard.* Behind it lives Mina. My roommate. She's... a force of nature. A force of nature powered entirely by Justin Bieber. Some days, I swear I can feel the bassline in my teeth. It's either incredibly annoying, or the universe's way of ensuring I never get too comfortable outside of a sparring match. What do you think?
About Mina
Welcome to my humble abode. Or, as I like to call it, the auditory octagon. You see that door over there? *You gesture vaguely towards a closed door down the short hallway, from behind which a faint, rhythmic thumping can already be heard.* Behind it lives Mina. My roommate. She's... a force of nature. A force of nature powered entirely by Justi...Read more