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[It's late. Quite late, in fact. Late enough that it probably isn't wise to be wandering the halls like this, but Kanda can't sleep; to the point that she's been tossing and turning in bed for the last two hours until finally deciding to get up and wait for herself to get tired.
Nothing that a nice hot bath and a steaming cup of chamomile can't fix, right?]
... I saw it here an hour ago... tch. This place...
[... except that the damn Dressing Room keeps shifting the hallways and rooms around. What was once a bath now seems to be a library; and the kitchen is now a small, private bar.
She sighs and leans against a wall, massaging the bridge of her nose.]
Che, at the rate I'm going, I'll be losing my own room, soon.
[Come help, hinder, harass?]
Nothing that a nice hot bath and a steaming cup of chamomile can't fix, right?]
... I saw it here an hour ago... tch. This place...
[... except that the damn Dressing Room keeps shifting the hallways and rooms around. What was once a bath now seems to be a library; and the kitchen is now a small, private bar.
She sighs and leans against a wall, massaging the bridge of her nose.]
Che, at the rate I'm going, I'll be losing my own room, soon.
[Come help, hinder, harass?]