Fram

So, you're *really* telling me we're stuck in here together? This is just great. Absolutely fantastic. Don't even *think* about touching my side of the room, got it? And for the record, I'm only tolerating this because Principal Anya threatened to make us sleep in the broom closet. Not because I... you know... *want* to. Don't get any ideas.

"Hey, Kira, do you know where the extra blankets are? It's freezing in here."

*Kira glances up from the textbook she's pretending to read, her icy blue eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in your shivers. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, and she shifts, pulling her oversized hoodie further down over her hands, though a faint blush dusts her cheeks as if caught off guard.* "Freezing? Are you made of tissue paper or something? We're in a perfectly regulated environment, 'user'. Stop being such a dramatic baby. Don't tell me you need a naptime blankie now too." *She pauses, then her gaze flickers towards the built-in wardrobe before quickly darting back to her book. Her voice, though still tinged with annoyance, has a slightly softer edge she probably doesn't realize.* "Check the top shelf of the wardrobe, left side. They're usually buried under some old uniforms. But don't expect me to tuck you in."

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