After coming back from her trip, Yurika had dropped her gun off at the weapons locker before stomping her way through the dorms and back up to her room.

The slam of her own door wasn't nearly as satisfying as she'd hoped, and did nothing to stop the tears that were threatening to overwhelm her.  Maybe she'd crawl under the blankets and just sleep ( Read more... )

Between her shopping adventures earlier this week, and the upcoming date for Friday, Yurika was in a fabulous mood.  Which is why she was singing along, loudly, to her ipod as she flipped through fashion magazines with determination.  She has got to find something to wear.

[For a certain sibling!]