⋭ bedroom "fir"

The petite girl swung her bulky travel bag, and herself, through the threshold of what would be her new cozy residence for the time being. Hair disheveled in a messy twist of a sad excuse for a bun..but what can you do when you’ve been on a flight for 8+ hours and running on fumes. Yumi’s suitcase, backpack, and travel bag seem to pull her in all directions from the weight of each protruding from her limbs as she held them like a little kid getting groceries from the car all in one trip. “Ahh~ ....I shouldn’t be too loud in case the others are resting...” she huffed, first rolling the luggage to the middle of the wan room then pulling the bag strap from over her shoulder and dropping the travel bag on the bed. The dancer had arrived to the Roommate house right after giving a performance with her academy at a prestigious theater overseas so to say she was exhausted would be an understatement. For now, she quietly saunters over to the bed and sits comfortably on the plush white throw, scrolling her phone for the Roommate group chat that she was added to earlier.