((@Pricilla: Browncoats unite!))
((Has everyone left at this point? And is it one bed/room, or are there roommates?))
"Dorm 3, oh, here it is!" I say, pulling the door open. I look around. No one else is there, but all the beds excluding one have stuff on/ near it, so I assume the empty on to be mine. I throw my duffle on the bed, and open my messenger bag, to release a few of my more lively inventions. Ten bug-like things, each about the size of my thumb, fly out, as well as something resembling a metal tarantula, about the size of both my fists put together. All of them work as surveillance, wirelessly communicating with my phone, and helping to get stuff out of places I can't get to, for whatever reason. I start unpacking my duffle, which just about only includes my clothes, and then I sit around, waiting for something to happen.
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