MHA #1, AKA Reno-and-Rikku-Land, Thursday Night

It felt weird using a key, because she'd been gone for like a month or so (... she thought? Really, she'd lost track, oops) and that seemed rude to just burst in? But it also seemed weird to knock at a place where you lived since you lived there.

She settled for using the key but jingling it really loudly, like, thumping it around in the lock a whole lot. As if she was the least efficient burglar ever. Except burglars didn't use keys. So the least efficient burglar that had a lockpick that resembled a key ever.

(just for the turk, zoto! i am feeling somewhat better, and so miss rikku is back :) )