*my appartment is pry about the size af a big walk in closet the consits of a bed and a little conter acrost the room with a little stove and coffee pot next to is a minny fridge. There are papers and books every were and they almost cover up the floor. Wind man is up on my shelf and zabimaru is on the floor on its side. most the windows are huge and is the main light sorse. I'm just sitng on my bed reading a book."
*shut my book* "This is odd, the lighting in here dosent seem the same. Zabimaru and windman arnt talking. Something dosent seem quite right. I wonder if its becuase of thous people? that every thing feels off.
