From Multiverse Crisis MUSH
Homura stands in front of her bed.
On it: a dozen notebooks, a laptop (apparently a hybrid laptop-tablet, at
that), pens, pencils and assorted support, a kit of various rulers and
instruments, blank sheets and binders, a tablet, calculator, a bunch of heavy
theory books on time and the supernatural in genera, and about a dozen other
things. Notably, though, no backpack or bag of any kind to carry all that.
Sayaka barges in. "Transfer Student!"
"W... why do you still call me that after years anyway?"
"Not important! Listen, I hear university is a big deal and you won't have any
time to yourself! So to help you I pre-doodled in all your notebooks so you
won't have to waste time drawing while not listening to lectures!"
Homura grabs one and opens it. Her glare falls on Sayaka, who runs out.
Kyouko barges in moments later after a loud THUMP from the living room.
"'ey. I got a gift too. I figured Sayaka was going to be dumb at you so I just
tied her up and I'm gonna make her watch me play games quietly."
"... yes. But what if she hadn't been dumb?"
Kyouko shrugs and grins. "No big loss, right?" She extends pocky. "Want some?"
Mami walks in, rather than barge in, after Kyoko leaves.
"Let me guess. Cake?" Homura asks.
"Cake!" Mami says with a smile. "I can make you lunch too, if you want. I
already do it for Sayaka and Kyouko every day, it's no big deal."
"Are you sure?"
"Hehe, it's like I'm the housewife here, right? Won't you return the favor and
make lunch for me sometimes? I'll be starting college too, you know~."
"That seems like a good arrangement."
Hitomi calmly walks in after Mami. She hands Homura car keys.
"I didn't know what to get you!"
"... please tell me those aren't the keys to a car you bought for me."
"Goodness no! Although, if you want one--"
"N... no, that's fine. Really. So, the keys...?"
"For my limo! My chauffeur can take you to university, I taught him about Warp
Gates! He seems to really enjoy the idea of being able to drive anywhere."
"Don't you think that might be a bit... excessive, for school?"
"Ah? Is it really?"
Homura sighs. Well then. Just a week and a half left.
It can't possibly be worse than living with these people, can it?