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2021-08-07 00:16:45It was a little bit larger than my room. The dorm.
Unexpectedly, the company found out about my move and notified me about the company dorms. It was built separately from the building but not too far away from our neighborhood or the building.
After unpacking, someone knocked on my door. Maybe because I only took my equipment, a futon and a suitcase of clothes, the room felt bare and cold.
I opened the door slightly to see Ken-san.
"Sup?"
"Ken-san don't you have a performance-
"I live here so I thought I'd welcome you. Here...I got this as a gift but I couldn't fit it in my room. "
He hauled in a miso soup-shaped bean bag character, it was tilted slightly to create the illusion soup was spilling out.
"Ahhh, thank you!" It filled up the empty space nicely.
"Is this all you brought?" he looked around my room.
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