Dejectedly, Yang drops her bags on the bed that is now hers, looking around the room. Small, so small, much smaller than the one she had at Beacon, and she has to share again. That's just grand - she thought she was finally getting out on her own!
Sighing, she sits by her bags, pulling out a picture of her team, thumb brushing Ruby's wide smiling face. Let's hope her new roommate's someone like Ruby, or Blake; at the very least someone she can get along with. Yang prides herself in getting along with anyone, so it might not actually that hard - as long as they're not the kind to creepily stare at her while she tries to sleep.
Putting the picture away, Yang rolls her shoulders, getting up again. Enough of the melancholy - she has unpacking to do.
Yang Xhiao Long | RWBY
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Dejectedly, Yang drops her bags on the bed that is now hers, looking around the room. Small, so small, much smaller than the one she had at Beacon, and she has to share again. That's just grand - she thought she was finally getting out on her own!
Sighing, she sits by her bags, pulling out a picture of her team, thumb brushing Ruby's wide smiling face. Let's hope her new roommate's someone like Ruby, or Blake; at the very least someone she can get along with. Yang prides herself in getting along with anyone, so it might not actually that hard - as long as they're not the kind to creepily stare at her while she tries to sleep.
Putting the picture away, Yang rolls her shoulders, getting up again. Enough of the melancholy - she has unpacking to do.