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Days like today were for the birds. Seriously, Michi wasn't feeling like her normal self. Not in the ew I'm sick way, but rather in her mood. Her social life was so up and down around here that she didn't know how to feel about all the new people she was meeting. Alex, Danny, Needle, Kettil, Herryk... honestly the list went on for a bit. The demoness had met quiet a number of people already, but she felt so worn out from all that running around. She was planning for just a nice night in at her dorm. No hexbox, no homework (she never did that anyways), nothing but some pure chill fun.

She shouldered a bag and briskly walked up to the demon dorms. The bag did not hold books, paper, or anything school related. It was instead filled with Michi's typical things like her eyephone, various magazines, and other such objects. She sighed, pulled open the doors and walked into the common room on her way to her dorm.

Those bright blue eyes landed on someone in the common room who caught her interest though. A lovely boil, sitting in the common room brushing his long, wonderful hair out. Alright, so curiosity killed the Michi. She wandered over and sat down right in front of him without worrying about if she was acting creepy.

"Hi! Can I brush your hair for you?"

There she went, just being herself. Pushing her wants on other people. Michi wanted to brush this wonderful hair that was so much longer than her own short do. At least she was smiling?

Success! Michi had a brush in hand, her bag was dropped on the ground like it didn't matter, and she was sitting behind Calder in a flash. The smoke demoness had grown up playing with a good amount of dolls, and had loved to brush their hair. Frankly, his hair was prettier than her own and made her think of doll hair. She sat behind him with a grin, and began to softly moved the brush through his locks.

"My name's Michi. Your hair is so pretty. I can never get mine to grow out like this. It just becomes smoke, curls whatever way it wants, and doesn't listen to me at all."

Despite her long nails, Michi moved with measured strokes of the brush. Being careful to not snatch any of the snarls roughly. This was better than just chillin in her room by herself or playing hexbox. Michi had left behind her dolls (the few she had remaining from her childhood) when she had come to Amity, but she hadn't actually taken them out of their boxes in years. Ah, this brought back memories.

"My family are all pretty much smoke demons, though I know my uncle married a rather large demoness and I don't know what she is," She pulled the brush through again and eyeballed the kit that he had placed beside them. There were all sorts of brushes and ornaments in there, more than she had ever seen before! Typically Michi just put a few clips in her hair and called it a day. Maybe she should consider doing more with it somehow?

"Your hair will look nice black. I cut mine short so I could stop fighting with it. You can't pin smoke down, or tie it back. It's a pain that way," she chuckled slightly," so I guess you can count me in the group of ghouls who honestly don't know what to do with their hair, but probably for different reasons all together. How long have you been growing your hair out?"

She continued to eyeball the kit, before she pulled out a pin of some kind, and pinned up part of his hair with it to try it out. Michi continued to brush the other parts, fulling enjoying this weird form of therapy for her. He may have been getting something out of this, but so was Michi. It was so... nice.

Who didn't cut their hair? Michi paused to put a hand to her own locks for a short moment. The edges of the hair were just barely smoke, and more on the longer side of her hairdo. She let go of it and continued to play with Calder's hair. Despite her fingers feeling a little cold she was happy.

"Pfttt. If there are boils around here who like me, they should speak up already. I'm running into ones who are taken, jerks, or don't even understand that I'm hitting on them ever. So if someone starts talking to you about Michi, the smokin hot smoke demoness, lemme know."

She chuckled a bit and moved the pin to pull his hair backwards and attempt to catch most of it together. The red skinned ghoul felt most of the hair slip out of her fingers she giggled a bit.

"But thank you. I love dressing in different clothing. Any reason to dress up really. I love throwing parties and wearing different outfits. Do you dress up a lot? I bet you'd look good in some fancy ruffled shirts." She was grinning even as she said this, attempting to catch his hair into a braid of some sort.

She snickered when Calder rolled his eyes. Yes, boils were morons in several, several ways. Michi finished off the braid and tied it off with a fancy looking bow. She smiled softly at his talk of clothing and realized that maybe she could help a boil out a bit.

"Well honestly, I have some boil clothes because," she didn't have much of a chest," I thought they were really awesome looking. I bet some of it would fit you, and trust me when I say a kilt will work if you work it right!"

She put the brushes and things back into the kit quickly and was soon jumping back to her feet and scooping up her own bag. Her hand reached out and grabbed Calder's before pulling him lightly along the way to her dorm room. This would be the second person at school to know which dorm was hers; the first being Danny.

"Come on, now I'm gunna have to show you a few things!" Michi was pretty sure she had a shirt similar to what she had been speaking about a moment before. The smoke demon was going to have fun with this one!

Her mother certainly thought she was a monster! Grinning almost ear to ear Michi ran up the stairs two at a time. It wasn't so much that her legs were long (they weren't) as she was super excited. Not many boils let her play dress up with them. The red skinned ghoul couldn't wait to get started.

She opened the door to her dorm room with a pause, making sure that her new found friend would be able to at least see where she was going before she disappeared inside. Her room was cozy, and even with the lights switched on it seemed more hazy than bright. Everything about her room was richly toned, from the bed cover to the plush couch and the paintings on the wall. Dark maroons, deep chocolates, and with very little black. Several bits of incense were burning, giving the room a musky sweet scent. Not floral, but nice all the same. It suited Michi in an odd way, like being inside these walls meant she could relax and slow down a little. Unless you counted the tv and hexbox, that were obviously centered in front of the couch in a manner that caught your eye. She did play it a lot.

"Oh, you know, just some awesome things." Her closet didn't have a door, and instead was sectioned off by some wisps of curtain that still managed to block the view of whatever was past it. There was much rummaging, and a few items could be heard hitting the floor. Thank Jack she had unpacked it all during the first few days here at Amity! She came out with a decent sized pile of things. Michi really liked to dress up.

"I think most of this will fit you. You're broader in the shoulders, but most of the stuff is decently forgiving. I like comfy things." She couldn't sew to save her life, and typically Michi was always buying more things with her allowance sent from home. In hindsight, that money was pretty generous of her mother, but it had happened her entire life so the smoke ghoul never even thought about it. She was quickly handing him two ruffled shirts, one with ruffled parts at the end of the sleeves and one without. If he took them, she'd promptly begin to sort through the rest of the pile (which was dumped on the bed).

"You're a cutie, and I think you could pull off some of these things better than I could. I always buy this stuff because it looks so cool, but I just can't pull it off right."

She grinned at Calder, not even caring when he stripped off his clothing. Okay, so she did look without a bashful appearance on her face, but frankly the ghoul didn't care if he walked around naked in her room. She was pretty easy going about things like that!!

"Mmm, soft blankets always make naps better. Warm things make it even better!" Michi didn't take many naps because to her, sleeping was just less time having fun and doing things, but when she did take time to do such a thing she enjoyed it. Pretty much, if the smoke demoness put her mind to whatever it was she was doing, she enjoyed it.

"Why thank you. I like wearing it!" And her mother hated it. Funny how that was almost as important as Michi liking it. The two just went hand in hand together really. The more her mother disliked something, the more Michi just had to have it. Too bad her mother had never figured that one out!!

"And you look adorable!! The ruffles may be a bit much though," she laughed, pulling on one of the cuffs before standing back to take a better look at it. "But if we ever have an old time dress up party or something, you should wear it with pride! Try on the other one, with thissss vest!!!"

She turned while she spoke and snagged a rather nice looking vest from the pile. It was black at first glance, but had silver threads woven through the material that you could see if you got close enough or studied it long enough. Just enough detail to make it stand out as more than a simple garment.

"It's the little details that make something better. The cut of the v should be about the right height for the ruffles of the shirt, and if you roll the sleeves up to your elbows it'll look great. I think I have a chain or a pocket watch somewhere to go with it..." Oh this was fun!! Michi could have Calder over any time, he could walk in whenever he wanted from this point on. The red skinned ghoul couldn't help but love her new found friend with how awesome he was about all of this!

"I think a black one would do a lot better with the vest. Or even a really dark blue or something if you don't want to match too much." She smirked looking back into the pile of things and throwing items this way and that. She paused when he tried to put his hair up in a bun and lifted an eyebrow at him.

"And yes! Feel free to pick out whatever, and I'll try it on. If you can figure out something better than what I've been able to figure out, I'll have to come to you in the future before every date or something." She laughed, and looked at herself in the mirror. Michi liked vests, they were kinda a thing for her.

Once Calder moved past the wisps of material hiding her closet he would find a scary amount of clothing. Most of it looked new, hardly worn at all, and some of it still had the tags on it. Clothing her mother had sent with her, but Michi barely looked at before stuffing it into the closet. All in all, more than enough choices. Hats, belts, shoes, it seemed almost endless.

"I always forget half the things in there. It's just as bad as my closet back home, and I just got here!"