lets make her work for it at least.
"Homura-chaaaan~" A voice came from outside the entrance door.
Homura raised her head, startled. Who dared interrupt her trolling of clueless noobs on World of Warships forums?! Each passing second not spent on shitposting and making those miserable morons suffer was irrevocably lost, deprived of meaning much like the void of her own exis-
"I know that you're here, Homura-chan! May I come in?" The voice spoke again, interrupting her budding existential crisis, and Homura finally managed to recognize its owner: Madoka Kaname, her very new friend.
Homura looked between her computer and the corridor leading to the entrance.
On one hand, Madoka was
kinda hot very cute and obviously friendly. Despite the somewhat strange events of the previous evening, Homura liked the girl. Maybe more than reasonably should.
On the other hand, trolling and shitposts! Shitposting is love, Shitposting is life! How could she abandon her subjects like that? Who was going to mock them and make them cry in her stead?
"Oh, are we playing hide and seek, Homura-chan? How exciting!" Madoka cried out exultantly. "I'm starting to count! One..."
Homura rolled her eyes, bemused and smiling despite herself. She stood up, her choice made, and started towards the door.
"Two..."
Homura was leaving the room-
"Three! Ready or not..."
What was she thinking? Homura wondered, a little annoyed.
It's not like she can get through the door wi-
A horrible screech. Wailing of metal and wood crushed, folded on themselves again and again and again. A cheerful voice:
"Here I come!~"