TO ROOM!

Cameron turns his key in the door, and you push it open. He could've done both parts, but you're really excited right now.

Your excitement... drops a little when you see the room. It's not bad or anything! There's a window that overlooks the interior courtyard that the accommodation rooms are all built in a square around, and that's nice -- maybe if some of your classmates have their blinds open, you'll be able to see each other across the way and wave! The room's not huge, but for two people it's fine -- there's space for each of you to have a bed, and a desk, maybe even each your own wardrobes -- but that's the problem. None of that stuff is in here. It's just a big space with a kinda stained blue carpet.

"Well," Cameron speaks slowly, trying to sound hopeful. "Maybe they bring beds in later?"

This is awful! How are you going to get any study done? How are you going to get any sleep?! This is supposed to be your first step into becoming a Warrior! Unless....

"Oh, doi!" You proclaim, bopping yourself on the forehead at your silly oversight. "This is part of the Warrior thing, Cameron! We're not going to have furniture when we're out fighting monsters, that's not how it works."

Cameron looks devastated. "But we're not fighting monsters! We're learning to fight monsters! We need desks to learn how to fight monsters!"

You put your hands on your hips, channelling the inner leadership abilities that have been dormant inside you for.... all of your years. "No, no, Cameron, if we're coming to this school, we need to start learning now! That's why, just like real Warriors, we need to save up to buy our desks!"

"........come again?"

It's one of the University's oldest rules -- how could you have forgotten it? You have to buy everything that goes in your room, because real Warriors have to pay for the desks that they bring into monster hunting expeditions too. You think. Actually, no that doesn't.... but it must! A University wouldn't make you pay a premium price for something you didn't actually need!

"O-oh...." Cameron's shoulders slump. "I'll- I'll just -- I'm fine sleeping on the floor, and I can put my books and writing stuff on the- windowsill. So, never mind."

"What are you talking about!" You cry. What does this guy think he's doing?! "You can't just not get furniture! It's part of the experience!"

"Well, sleeping on the ground is actually really good for your back, and--" Cameron's face goes red.{if Cameron's Impression >= 50} "U-uh.... I kind of don't have any more money left anyway...."

Woah, what?! That won't do! Well, maybe after you get yourself some furniture, you could spend some extra to get Cameron some? Maybe. You'll see. Maybe.{else} "Never mind."

Hmmm......{endif}

Cameron sets down his backpack, hangs his blazer on the inside of the door handle, and slowly lowers himself into a lying position on his back. He's just kinda.... staring up at the ceiling.

"I'm just gonna- be here. I'm a bit peopled-out, so.... you can just- ignore me for now if you want." Cameron blinks. Once. "Uh... goodnight."