[Not much words needed.

Ken's sitting in the student lounge, occupying a whole table. The table leaf is covered in comics, blank papers, some pens and crayons ... just now he's scribbling on this paper. From time to time the TV draws his attention to its screen oldspicecommercial and he interrupts his work.]


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[BATHING. BATHING. BATHING!

BATHING WITH SOAPY WATER AND FOAM AND BUBBLES EVERYWHERE. SOAPY WATER THAT ONLY EXISTS FOR THE PURPOSE OF MAKING YOU SMELL AND MAKING YOUR SKIN LOOK CLEAN. This is way too unmanly! Ken has nothing against jumping in an icey cold wild water river or an abandoned pond in the middle of the woods. But this - BUT THIS!

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[It's early.

Or actually - Ken doesn't even know if it's early. He's just tired  so no matter what time it actually is - it feels like it is early.

He couldn't sleep well these past days. Regarding what happened to him not even the fact that he now has gotten his own room is helping. Although it should be helping. Having his own room, own bed - own ( Read more... )

[Room 103, where's that? Tch, that old man. His stuffed bag swung nonchalantly over his shoulder, Ken strolls through the building on the way to his assigned dormitory room. Thanks to the help of a plant layout he figures that a room like 103 has got to be in the first floor. At least I don't have a too long way to go to the exit. His lips softly ( Read more... )