It took a week to finally move in from your parents house, and you are resting in your bed. You are mostly unpacked but there are still boxes of your stuff spread through your room. You think to yourself as to how this houseing agreement came to be. It doesn't seem bad, in fact it is more or less a dream scenario. Spacing out you hear a knock on your door. The soothing voice of Jasmine could be heard from the other side. "Sweetie! When you are ready you can join us in your welcoming party."
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