Sukie threw open the door to the dorm room that she and Erishi shared, tossing her book bag on the nearest chair. Falling backwards onto her bunk, she let out a long drawn out sigh. She reached up to massage at her temples. Algebra made her brain hurt. Erishi emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and toweling her hair vigorously with another.

“Hey Suke,” Erishi called her by her nickname, “What’s up?” Sukie groaned quietly.

“My brain hurts.” She replied, looking up at her roommate. Then her brain registered something. This was Tuesday. Erishi only took showers on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Sukie peered up at the older female.

“Hey Erishi? Why’d you take a shower? You took one yesterday.” Sukie asked, but only got a shrug as an answer.

“No reason, just felt like it.” The currently blue-haired girl replied. Sukie shrugged, sat up, grabbed her book bag and started her homework.

Three weeks later, Sukie emerged from the bathroom, towel wrapped around her head, to find Erishi hastily stuffing something under the bunk bed.

“Erishi, what are you doing?” The Japanese girl asked, which caused to Erishi’s face to turn red and for her to assume a slightly guilty look. Sukie crossed her arms.

“Nothing.” Erishi said, pushing something back with her foot. Sukie glanced down and groaned.

“Erishi, why is there a hand poking out from under our bed?” She asked, dreading the answer. Erishi looked and quickly shoved the discolored hand back under the bed.

“What hand?” She asked innocently.

“The one you just pushed under the bed.”

“That wasn’t a hand.”

“Yes, it was, Erishi. If it wasn’t, what was it?”

Erishi looked around quickly.

“Umm, it was your…socks!” She said, her eyes falling on Sukie’s uniform that was laid out on a chair. Sukie sighed exasperatedly.

“No, it wasn’t. My socks don’t have fingers.”

“Yes they do, haven’t you ever heard of toe socks?”

“No…And my socks don’t have toes!” Sukie cried, then carefully sniffed the air. “What’s that smell?” Her face paled in realization. “Wait, don’t tell me, I already know. Erishi, who’d you kill?” Sukie asked sternly. Erishi’s eyes darted around the room, evidently looking for an escape, but not finding one.

“Umm, no one?” She said rather unconvincingly. Sukie just glared at her. Erishi sighed.

“Fine, it was some guy who pissed me off. I’m waiting to see how long it takes for him to fully decompose.” She told the black-haired girl. Sukie’s face paled considerably even more.

“Not under my bunk, you’re not! If you have to, do it in an out-of-the-way dumpster!” Sukie cried, starting to get fully dressed. “When I get back, I want the body gone, Erishi. I’m going to go get a lot of carpet cleaner. It had better be gone, do you understand?” Sukie told Erishi, who nodded meekly. Grabbing her keys, Sukie left, mentally adding Tylenol to the list of things to buy.

*~Owari~*