After Kari had managed to get everyone ushered into their rooms and quieted down for the night, she went to her own room, #201, and got her messy bed ready for sleep. She never bothered to make it. What was the point? After all, she would just be messing it up again. Eying a few things in her room, she decided that she would go around and do her first patrol. As she began to wander through the halls, she heard a flute being played and immediately groaned to herself. The student's rooms were not sound proof, and she could hear it all over the place. They needed to have meeting about what Quiet Hours and Lights Out meant. Quickening her pace, Kari tried to locate where the noise was coming from but it stopped too soon. Muttering again, she snapped a hair tie around her wrist against the sensitive skin then finished her patrol.<br/><br/>Returning to her bedroom after a half hour of stalking the halls, Kari flopped down on her bed and pulled the mass of blankets over herself. It was warm out, but the weight on top of her had always been a comfort. Sticking her feet out of the end, Kari closed her eyes and drifted to sleep eventually, only to wake up immediately after and smack at her alarm clock as it went off. Cursing a bit, she got out of bed and walked to the communal bathroom. It had stalls that contained the toilets, five in total, and a row that had sinks on each side. The showers were in the back, separated by curtains so each girl could have privacy as she showered. Luckily no one was in there, so Kari just stripped and washed herself with soaps that were contained in her locker.<br/><br/>At least the school had decency to install those so the totes wouldn't have to be carried around all the time. When she was done rinsing the lather from her body, she walked out naked and grabbed her towel, rubbing herself dry then covering her form. Public bathing was common in Japan, so she had no issue with being nude before other girls. It was simply part of the culture she had managed to adopt after leaving England when her mother decided to run off with another man.<br/><br/>Walking down the hall nodding her head to fellow students as they walked to the bathroom or made breakfast in the small second floor kitchen attached to the lobby, Kari re-entered her room and brushed her teeth. Each room did have a small sink for such a purpose, and it was something Kari really enjoyed. Getting her uniform on, not caring to dry her hair and only combed it, Kari left for school, bag slung over her shoulder, a piece of bread hanging out of her mouth that she'd made in the small kitchen on the second floor.