<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/YgIc0w8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Morning (6:20 AM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Masahiro and Michael's Dorm Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Masahiro, Maya, Open<br/><hr/><br/><em>'Good grief, it's hard to get a good read on her. She weaves plans in one place then goes somewhere else to do the same, and everyone dances just a little more to her tune.'</em>Michael inwardly sighed as he returned the bottle of cleaner to the cabinet. Maya already seemed to subtley ingratiate herself to Masahiro, at least a little bit.<br/><br/>When Maya mentioned sleeping in his bed, he narrowed his eyes just a bit, before raising a hand to his head. "Then I'll just hope that doesn't happen... Also that I should probably order a sofa-bed just incase. It would be pretty slick..." he trailed off, stroking his chin. Of course, he had his own ideas about how to handle Maya sleeping in his bed, but those were surprises. She liked fun, right. The best ideas were the ones she couldn't see coming...<br/><br/>"Hm, you room with... The Polaris twins and Amelie? Heheh, must be quite the charged atmosphere." The tall male joked, though for all he knew it was probably a double entendre. At least one of the sisters had preferences leaning toward girls, and with the magnemite girl in their midst... He couldn't fathom why Maya would rather hang around here and cause them grief... Maybe it was the free food and the laughs.<br/><br/>Looking at Masahiro, Michael nodded. "Alright... Meat, pudding... Ontop of the extra batter I need to buy, maybe some drinks, and..." He trailed off, waiting to see what Maya said, but she hardly seemed to take the discussion seriously. "Right, what was I expecting? Dogfood and Catfood, both for Maya." he smiled, jotting the orders down. Would he actually give it to her, though? That was something that would have to wait for this evening...