Akira's phone buzzed twice before she checked it, and to her surprise it was Yoro. Unfortunately she had to leave the dorms early to get blood work and a physical done at the hospital, and her results were nowhere near what she expected them to be. She'd walked in with a sore chest and told the nurse her symptoms, and she didn't think it was unusual given the amount of work she'd put in the night before...but she honestly didn't think it was that bad. The doctor believed otherwise.

"Your blood work looks great. However, I'll be prescribing you a rescue inhaler and a daily regimen of inhaled steroids for your cough and chest pain. I'm thinking that you have some sort of exercise or stress induced asthma, and because of that I wouldn't recommend that you do anything too strenuous. Besides, didn't you just get out of the hospital? Anyways, if you have anymore problems do not hesitate to call me and I'll have a referral sent out so you can see a specialist." 

Akira could only respond with a soft blush and a nod, and after a few more words with the doctor and his nurse, she was sent on her way with a doggy bag full of medicine back home. She figured she should text Yoro since she was on the train, so she sent him a simple message, "Had errands, I'll be home soon." before tucking her phone into her messenger bag along with the bag. It's not like she was embarrassed about having an inhaler, it was just a little disappointed and she didn't want Yoro to doubt her abilities.

After a short train ride and a walk, Akira let herself into the dorm and called out "I'm back!" before shutting the door behind her. What she didn't expect were all of the voices chattering away upstairs, nor did she expect to see Yoro and Youhei chatting away a few paces in front of her near the bar. Youhei seemed to be flailing about rather dramatically and she honestly couldn't help the giggle that escaped as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before stepping towards them. It was nice to feel somewhat comfortable around them, especially after the events they'd all gone through together...though Youhei still had the ability to throw her off sometimes.

She stood quietly at the end of the bar with her bag on the table and fished out her novel as she listened to them speak, half-paying attention to the boys and half focused on Elizabeth's snarky attitude as she once again sassed Mr. Darcy. Sheesh, she could be so cruel, but she supposed that was how loved worked sometimes, right? Her arm stung a little as she bent it and she scratched idly at the bandage on her arm, and she quickly stopped herself from peeling it off. That'd be bad manners, and sort of gross to do in front of her dormmates, especially Yoro.

She peered over her book before readjusting her glasses, obviously interested in what both of them had to say. From the sound of it, there were new people in the dorm, which was nice considering a few people had left so suddenly. Hopefully nobody crazy would be living in the room next to hers, but...well, Yoro did know how to pick rather interesting people so there was no telling who she'd be living with.