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The room was pristine, as it always was, yet empty except for the basic necessities: a bed, a desk, a dresser, and plain mirror that hung above the dresser. There weren’t even any colorful sheets to decorate the bed, but rather bland grey sheets. Amidst the insipid surroundings and bare walls was Hero Katsaros, sitting on her bed with her weapon, Mjolnir, resting on her knee. She rubbed the head of the hammer carefully with clothe, cleaning it of any dirt it might have gathered from her practice earlier that day. Her mind was blank, thinking of nothing but stances and fighting pointers.

However, when she began to hear the annoying voices of her roommates, Hero’s peace and concentration was broken. She closed her eyes in annoyance, a headache beginning to brew as she thought of the heathens that she shared a house with. The blonde just wished she was alone, for once. Associating with people was not her thing and her roommates were so loud and obnoxious – the pulsing in the middle of her forehead became harsher when she heard Abby, someone she particularly didn’t like. She was a troublemaker and a nuisance to Hero’s everyday life.

With the serenity in the sanctuary of her room broken, Hero decided water would help her stay calm as well as maybe a second trip to the training grounds. Hero descended the stairs, passing by Alexander Clarke. Her feet thumped on the stairs as she skipped several steps in order to go to the kitchen. She ignored the presence of her other roommates as she entered the kitchen, sneering at Abby’s back and grabbing a water from the fridge. She threw back her head and gulped down half the bottle, her headache subsiding slightly.[/color]