Kanashii let out a wistful sigh.<br/>She had long since fluttered away from the kendo practice room, the words carried on the imaginary wind of a dolls dream led her elsewhere.<br/>Somehow she managed to find herself in the womens locker room.<br/>"Smells like teen spirit" She giggled at her own joke and stepped inside, looking around as if she were searching for something, but not entirely sure yet what that something was.<br/>With a shrug she took a seat on one of the benches and began to read some of the various posters on the wall related to drug and alcohol abuse.<br/>Occasionally she'd mumble one of the phrases aloud and laugh, finding it entertaining for some reason or another.<br/>"Haha! The things they come up with! Sllly, so silly. Aaah."