At the start of the night, things had been looking up. Zack turned out to be pretty chill, and Badou figured they might end up being good friends after all. It was a nice change from his first roommate, especially since it looked like they'd be rooming together for a while. They'd both been here long enough that they could take care of themselves, and Zack seemed to be hefting a sword that must weigh as much as Badou's entire body. Not a bad person to be friendly with. Maybe his luck was starting to change.
His optimism lasted a whole ten seconds into the start of night. He didn't have a clue what 'code red' meant, or what had triggered it, but he was on his feet soon after Zack, hands clamped over his ears. Whatever it was, it didn't sound good"It's never code Rainbow Poptart Kittens or something..." He was pretty sure the alarm drowned out his voice but he might not have been too far off the mark. Most of the room seemed to be covered in a weird pink sheen. If only it was just emergency makeover time. He glanced at Zack, who was
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His optimism lasted a whole ten seconds into the start of night. He didn't have a clue what 'code red' meant, or what had triggered it, but he was on his feet soon after Zack, hands clamped over his ears. Whatever it was, it didn't sound good"It's never code Rainbow Poptart Kittens or something..." He was pretty sure the alarm drowned out his voice but he might not have been too far off the mark. Most of the room seemed to be covered in a weird pink sheen. If only it was just emergency makeover time. He glanced at Zack, who was ( ... )
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