( essentially, their rooms are exactly the same. parisa is little more than a conqueror, claiming her land with the impish air of a snob. but, well. if she's to be roommates with this girl, the least she can do is not start a catfight over absolutely nothing on the first day. it's boring, anyway. eyeing her appreciatively when she stretches, parisa decides this has the opportunity to very not boring, should she let it.
in any case, she gives a lofty gesture to her room, before leading the way, opening the adjoining door to her room, and stepping inside, giving it a once over, and a hefty sniff. )
Be my guest. It seems we'll be sharing a bathroom. ( with good humor, ) Use my shampoo and die.
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in any case, she gives a lofty gesture to her room, before leading the way, opening the adjoining door to her room, and stepping inside, giving it a once over, and a hefty sniff. )
Be my guest. It seems we'll be sharing a bathroom. ( with good humor, ) Use my shampoo and die.