Room 503, Tuesday Afternoon

[dojima_hime]

After her class with Aly-sensei, Dōjima went back to her room to go over her notes.  Give how much time she'd spent out on the beach lately, she needed to stay out of the sun if she wanted to keep from becoming a burned lobster-girl.

Besides, she still needed to email Ino those photos, which is why she was currently uploading them from her phone

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[raspberryturk]

There was a redhead at the door, in only a slight state of panic. Nothing serious.

Except for the whole knocking on the doorframe and staring into the room wide-eyed thing.

"Doji! Doji, I need your help."

He did. Reno needed all the help he could get. And that was on a good day.

[dojima_hime]

"Of course you do," she answered, looking up from the laptop. "Doesn't everyone?"

"You know, you can come in, Red. Don't stand there and flail."

[raspberryturk]

Reno was more than happy to come on in. Yep. In he went, continuing to flail (but only flail a little, he was a Turk, he had his dignity, dammit).

"Tomorrow's Rikku's birthday," he announced. "And I ain't got no clue what the hell to get for her, yo."

He was wide-eyed. He was worried. He hadn't for the life of him figured that finding a girl a gift could be so damned difficult.

[dojima_hime]

"Cuttin' it a bit close there, aren't ya?" she asked, trying not to boggle at him. "Tomorrow? Okay, let's narrow down the field a bit, and see if that helps. What sort of things does she normally like? What have you gotten for her before?"