"Night Hana!" She called back. Then, she too went to her room, unlo ked and entered, and locked it behind herself. "Huh...and I thought highschool would be chock full of pussies, loudmouths and lazies." She said quietly to herself with a chuckle. Then she realized something that hit her like a brick wall. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck." She said to herself, dissapointed. "I haven't gotten myself a good cig since before coming to this damned place." She felt around on herself to see if her hidden emergency cig and match was still in the lining of her jacket. "Oh hell yes!" She cheered, realizing her smoke and match made it through. "Only one I got though...better savour it. And I fuckface Bear better get me some, or we're about to have a *real* big issue." She flicked the match on her thumbnail until it was burning, lit up her smoke, and put it put and threw it in the toilet. She went into her washroom to enjoy it, and when she was done, threw it with the match in the toilet. Since the water was shut off, she decided to flush it in the morning, and put herself to bed.