After class, Dōjima was streched out on her bed, typing away quickly at her laptop. Father Juliano and the rest of SOLOMON were expecting a status report, and it wouldn't do to keep them waiting.
Besides, the sooner she finished this, the sooner she could go back to texting Tōko about the
local shopping,
the dance, and
last night's date.
Daddy wasn't going to be pleased with this month's phone bill.
[OOC: Linkdroppy, mostly-establishy, but open until 6:00 CST if you'd be in search of the blonde-one. Any pings after that will be SP = Love.]