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Tukukudo pushed the door of room 11 open and stepped inside. He had long since dismantled the lock, since he had almost nothing of value anyway and hated carrying a key around with him, so the door swung open without resistance, though creakily. He pushed it shut even though gravity would have done so at any rate. It didn't latch. *I need to build a desk* he thought groggily. Who would have thought that chipping some metal would be so taxing? He walked over to his bed, knelt down, and pulled his bag from under the bed. Emptying his Falcon 2, he set his weapon on the bed frame, then sat beside it, and looked at the gun for a while. After two minutes, he realized he needed to go freshen up before going to sleep, so he left his room, and joined the others, allowing his door to bang shut.

Boom
Tukukudo's door smashed against the wall loudly. He shook his wet hair like a dog would, then looked at the place that had become familiar for him lately. His room, so barren compared to the smoldering one back where he came from, seemed desolate without the usual spunk of a college freshman. He sat down on the bed and thought about Tsuki's and Mabui's encounter minutes ago. *Weird. I thought I was the only one with family issues around here. What do you do about spiteful sisters in the same ranks?* He changed back into his original jeans... but where was the shirt? Visually probing the room quickly, he spotted it, rolled up to be used as a pillow. He just slid the wrinkled thing on and walked out of the room barefoot, closing the door cautiously so as not to break the thing.