I sighed as I scrolled through my phone. I was flopped onto my bed, trying to give myself a rexing night, but every site I checked had way too much hate for my favorite things. I was just trying to watch a railer for the ower of Hate and Love episode, but got reendations for sutig five plus hour videos as “Why Tower of Hate and Love Absolutely and Unfivably SUow” or “Arlit/Raina Starlight: the WORST part of Tower of Hate and Love?” I hated that all the news sites I had on my phone reehat crap. I made sure to at least give a dislike to each of the videos, but that still gave them a view, so it wasn’t really a win.

  There was a ent on one of them about how bad Raina’s ag was iest Tower season. It made me mad enough that I actually signed in to respond.

  I angrily typed in, “You really don’t get Raina Starlight’s ag style, do you?” a really proud of myself when I sent it. Then I felt really bad about being mean a bato the site aed my ent into something hen I went back again and just deleted the ent ht.

  Oka had been busy with her theater practice, so a lot of the time evenings were spent with me by myself. With Kalei busy a lot of the time practig with the Matora sisters for beam chasers or pying games, I hadn’t had a lot of time with her either.

  I needed a shower to cool off from that stupidity of modern fandom. Our dorm room shower wasn’t anything to write home about, but since being a i with effectively a water-based power, showers weirdly made me feel more in tuh my ability. Kalei always got on me for my long shower times, so it was great any time I could take one when she’d be out of the house, so to speak. A good, hot shower could be meditation time for me, a brief window where I wouldn’t have to think about crappy people online pining about my favorite show, homework I was behind on, void fighting, people that actively wao hurt me like Ovie, any of that ivity. For a few minutes, I could just sit uhe water and not think about anything. I doodled a bit on the densation on the walls, just enjoying the warm water and my few moments away from all the stressors of the world outside my soaked walls.

  After my hair had been through my regurly scheduled ther, rinse, double riher, ririple rinse, and a brush, double brush, brush, double brush, triple brush, double brush, as well as a new ther, rinse, double riher routine specifically for my tail, I was feeling very tent and walked out with a towel ed around my torso to check a note inned near our front door. We all wrote down our schedules for the week so we’d know where the others would be (I had annoyed Kalei textioo much asking where she was, so she initiated the ruling to make the schedule). her Oka nor Kalei would be back for a few hours, so I had a bit more time to myself, which was a mix of good and bad. Good because I liked recharging during aloime, but bad because aloime not uhe incredible meditative power of a hot shower had me proo thinking about all the sad and stressful things going on in my life. I had been reading the book Dr. Diast gave me about value systems and ood mental health stuff, and that was helping a bit.

  I went bato the bathroom and took off my towel. I wasn’t feeling the clothes I had brought with me into the bathroom as much as I had before I showered, so I went over to the dresser and picked a few more shirts out.

  I id out my potential nighttime outfits on my bed. This was just for me, so it retty poio think this much about outfits, but I still k in front of them, sitting on my heels and w which set of pajamas I really wao be cozy in for my evening alone.

  I lit between my Raina Starlight set and my straight up Tower of Hate and Love set. I wanted one of those out of spite for all the hate my favs were getting online. I mindlessly drummed on my thighs for a bit as I debated which felt mht that night. Without my towel ed around my body, the room felt a bit more chilled so part of me pushed me along to make my decision quicker, but this was a self-care night, so another part of me was also fih taking my time pig, even if it was a bit cold for the amount of time I ending unclothed.

  I heard something creak behind me, which was weird because the dorm room was empty, I had just verified that a few moments earlier. I had verified that, right? I wouldn’t have walked out even slightly unclothed if there was a eone else would be in the room. I turned around slightly.

  It took me a few seds to process that Oka was sitting on her bed, frozen as she held her backpa mid motion putting a notebook i. She had a wide-eyed look like she was about to faint.

  “AH!” I screamed as I practically went into a fetal position after diving into my bo cover up.

  “AHHHH!” Oka yelled back. “Sorry! I didn’t think you’d…Really sorry! I didn’t…see…well, I didn’t…sorry!”

  Oka tio frantically apologize as she left. I heard her shut the door to the outside hallway and I stopped to catch my breath and y heart down. After a few minutes of hiding under a b, I finally peeked my head out. My tail was pletely poofed in full panic mode.

  I had my back to her at least and was sort of a bit uhe b so the most she sahatever was in that view. Presumably. I didn’t know how long she was looking my way. Even if she only saw a little, that wasn’t fair on a like astronomical level. I had a system in our dorm room that allowed for no awkward ging moments. While that didn’t overtly break my streak, it was still rattling. Especially because my roommate/best friend/girlfriend just walked in on me pletely naked.