[[And now, something completely different.]]
A notebook is laid upon a small bed, the cover riddled with many writings in kanji, though mostly "[池田 栞]". Inside of the notebook is many things. Workout regiments, daily journal entries, and a couple side notes about Brain Burst and the many opponents the notebook's owner has faced are scattered among the pages, among other things. Next to the notebook is a pair of reading glasses and a pen, the glasses' black frame contrasting with the bright red pen. And aside from those glasses and pen is the sleeping form of their owner, Shiori Ikeda.
Sleeping was something Shiori did often. She did it to refresh her body and mind, she did it when she was done working out and showering, she did it every night before school. Now, however, was not the time to be sleeping.
"Blossom Samurai" by tomppabeats plays from Shiori's phone, signaling her that it was time to wake up. And wake up she did, sitting up groggily, rubbing her eyes, muttering something akin to "alright I'm getting up quit yer whining..." before grabbing her phone and lazily turning off her alarm.
She stood up, knocking her glasses and notebook onto the floor, grabbing those and setting them down before standing up and heading to her "bathroom". For a basement, it was a fairly nice bathroom: clean, working toilet, sink and shower, no windows, lockable door, etcetera. It was just so... bland. Walls painted stark white, with a beige shower curtain hanging from the ceiling. Shiori brushed her teeth, showered and used the bathroom, stepping out much more awake and refreshed.
Next up was clothes. After drying herself thoroughly with her towel, she set to her dresser, looking through her drawers to find what she wanted to wear. She wasn't feeling in the mood to wear anything super feminine, so to her foreign clothing drawer she went. Most of these were gifts from her guardian, who currently lives in America, and they were all comfortable and looked nice, so she wore them often. She puts on her underwear (a pair of black boyshorts and a matching bra), then her
pants, followed by her
shirt, then a
sweatshirt. Once she was dressed, she fixed her hair then headed upstairs for breakfast. Or lunch, in this case.
The house was quiet. This would be eerie for some, but by now Shiori was used to it. Her parents were always working or out on business trips, which left her time to herself, time that she could spend with her friends. Time she used to spend with her guardian. She fixes herself a sandwich made of leftovers: chopped up steak, a potato roll, some mayonnaise, lettuce, tomato, pickled jalapenos and some diced onion. Slapping that together and calling it a sandwich by itself wouldn't really be lunch, though, so she rummaged through the cabinets and grabbed a bag of sour cream and onion chips, putting some onto a plate next to her sandwich. Now that lunch was taken care of, she sat down with her plate of food, taking a bite of her sandwich. She could almost hear her guardian screaming at her about how unhealthy her meal was.
One New Message Speak of the devil.
Message Sent By: User14409672
Subject: Concern "栞,
You haven't been on the net in a while. I need an update.
亮子." Delete/Save/Reply/Mark As Unread Shiori rolled her eyes and tapped the reply button, coming up with it on the fly as she took another bite of her sandwich.
Message To: User 14409672
Subject: RE: Concern "Ryoko,
I'm alive, don't worry. I just wasn't on last night and I just woke up. "That's unhealthy!" I can hear you shout. I don't really care anymore.
Anyway, I'll be on later. I'm gonna head out for a bit and then I'll be on. Any Brain Burst players over there?
Contact me later,
Shiori." SEND Shiori finished off the last of her sandwich and chips, grabbed an umbrella and was soon outside. Once outside, she turned on Brain Burst and began looking for active players, walking as she did so a la "Pokemon GO!". If nobody was around then to the Neutral Zone she'd go.