Rm. 316 [early thursday morning]
current mood: distressed
Nova was up and feeling even more awkward than usual. His clothes weren't exactly fitting...normally. After some inspection, a distraught look crossed his face. He was certain his gigai wasn't designed this way when he first got it. The thought crossed his mind to keep his hood closed and hope that no one noticed the unusual change, or the fact that he--she was walking around blind.
[Hurray for girly Nova!]




