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He doesn't know where he is. This is a fairly common condition amongst college students, or so he's observed. They get drunk and then they weave aimlessly through the streets and then they don't know where they are in the morning, but. But. Teru isn't one of those college students. Teru is the type who goes to class and does his work and comes homes straightaway, unless he's working that day, in which case he stops off at his job. He doesn't get drunk, and he doesn't do drugs, and there's no reason why he should be someplace he didn't intentionally set out for. Unless he's sick--one time he had a fever and ended up on the roof--but he isn't sick right now, at least he doesn't think he is. He's just...in a room. A filthy, dusty, lightless room filled with clothes and books and clutter. He hates this room!
And so he sets to work cleaning it. It's difficult because everything is coated in grime and he hasn't got any rags or cleaning fluid, but the least he can do is get some of these books in order. Half fo them are on the floor, and the others are open on the shelf, crowding each other. They ought to be alphebetized with their spines showing proudly. And he'll fix that, just as soon as he can work up the nerve to touch them. Perhaps he ought to find some supplies first. He doesn't know where he is or where to look for them, but the door is open. He could not do this at all, he could leave this place, go home to his grandmother's, but he can't just leave things as they are! This room is appalling, he won't be able to get it out of his head for days, and then he won't be able to properly prepare for his exams. He'll just...get some cleaning fluid, fix this place up, and go home. In that order. He'll be fine.
[OOC: Hello there! I'm new to this and to RP in general--name's speaky_bean, aka Nana, and this is 21-year-old Mikami.]
And so he sets to work cleaning it. It's difficult because everything is coated in grime and he hasn't got any rags or cleaning fluid, but the least he can do is get some of these books in order. Half fo them are on the floor, and the others are open on the shelf, crowding each other. They ought to be alphebetized with their spines showing proudly. And he'll fix that, just as soon as he can work up the nerve to touch them. Perhaps he ought to find some supplies first. He doesn't know where he is or where to look for them, but the door is open. He could not do this at all, he could leave this place, go home to his grandmother's, but he can't just leave things as they are! This room is appalling, he won't be able to get it out of his head for days, and then he won't be able to properly prepare for his exams. He'll just...get some cleaning fluid, fix this place up, and go home. In that order. He'll be fine.
[OOC: Hello there! I'm new to this and to RP in general--name's speaky_bean, aka Nana, and this is 21-year-old Mikami.]