Upstairs! [ She calls out, with the only source of light being the kitchen on the first floor, and then the illumination of her computer monitor through her open door into the dark second floor. It definitely smells like cake; yellow cake fresh from the oven, and also really strong coffee.
Hatate's sitting on her bed, using it as a chair instead of her proper desk chair, and also apparently using it as a table as she has two forks jabbed into what's left of the aforementioned cake. ]
Oh don't look so tired, it's contagious. [ Whereas this tengu looks wired for sound. ]
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Hatate's sitting on her bed, using it as a chair instead of her proper desk chair, and also apparently using it as a table as she has two forks jabbed into what's left of the aforementioned cake. ]
Oh don't look so tired, it's contagious. [ Whereas this tengu looks wired for sound. ]