It was a new day, and the sun was shining in recognition of that. The sky was blue and a certain blonde wasn't even realizing it. She was snoring lightly, but enough to warrant a certain brunette's attention.
"Wake UP super-sleepyhead!" the brunette's voice yelled out, before smacking the snoozing woman over the head with a rather lumpy pillow.
"Wake up or we'll never be able to get to the new apartment in time!" she shouted, rousing the woman from a blissful sleep.
"It's finally my day off and now you two finally decide that its time to move. Both of you change your minds more than you change clothes in one day!" The blonde retorted, flipping her feet over the side of the bed, finding that her feet met the floor sooner than expected.
"Why is bed so low?" she looked around, finding that everything she had already in a large pile of boxes right outside her door.
"Well…" a raven haired started, leaning on the frame of the bathroom, "we knew it was your day off, so we decided to pack everything for you ahead of time, so you wouldn't have to worry about it. So don't!"
Quistis just stared at her two roommates for a minute. Her friends had packed everything for her. She glanced around the room again, seeing that everything was packed, except for her toiletries and a set of clothes hanging in the empty closet. Even her furniture was packed! With the exception of her bed, which now lay flat on the ground.
She decided that she would get cleaned up, get changed, then yell at her so-called friends for doing everything for her without her knowing, then thank them afterwards.
'Yeah. That sounds like a plan.' She thought to herself, with Rinoa and Selphie looking on like she was on something. That might have been because she had a slight smirk on her face as she waltzed off to the bathroom, lightly pushing Rinoa the rest of the way out, but not before grabbing her clothes (what's not packed up) from the sparse closet.
When she was finished with her morning rituals, she stepped out dressed in a loose pair of jeans and a light pink shirt. She went to the closet and threw her shoes on, and proceeded into the living room.
There wasn't much to look at. Everything was thoroughly packed like her friends had said. All of the furniture was left where it was, although nothing inhabited the shelves and nothing was left in the cupboards and nothing was scattered about as usual. She was surprised her friends could even clean up this nicely.
"We already did everything and we are ready to go as soon as you are! Tee-hee!" Selphie replied in her normal, bubbly, energetic, and happy manner. Quistis was always perplexed by her friend's constant energy and happy attitude.
"And the moving company is already here and is awaiting permission from the Boss!" Rinoa chimed in, giving a mock salute. Rinoa was a kind person, and can be equally energetic as her brunette counterpart. And both were on the prowl for the right kind of guy.
Quistis was also on the lookout for a person who would be that guy for her. Even though she worked long hours and hardly ever got time to herself, she still felt she needed someone. But who know when that would happen.
But other than that, the three women were the best of friends and would always be there for each other. Whether it is fashion, social time, plain out boredom, guys, or all of the above (Which was rare in most occasions).
Once Quistis was satisfied with the work her roommates had done while she was asleep, she turned around and gave them a gratified smile. "Well then, let's get to that apartment before traffic hits up!"
A few hours later, after a long-ass road trip, according to Rinoa, and a lot of bathroom breaks, thanks to Selphie, they had finally reached their new apartment in the downtown part of Deling. They all took a moment to stare at the new building they would be living in. It was a dark, but clean building, and it held a certain air about it. It was as if someone important and flashy lived here.
"Well, let's go see this apartment!" Selphie pleaded.
"We can't just walk in without any notice!" Quistis quickly stammered out. Rinoa looked on with puppy dog eyes. She just turned away before she could cave in.
"I am not going to-" she never got to finish her sentence before the two flashed right in front of her, Selphie now joining in with a pout. Quistis steeled herself.
'Must…not…give…in…' she willed. The two only increased their looks and moved their faces wherever Quistis tried to avoid them.
But to no avail. She caved when she got a second glance at their faces. Who could resist?
She knew she was going to regret this. "…Alright…Let's go."
"YAY!" the two jumped quickly and headed for the door, but only returned to drag a lethargic Quistis at top speed. They had reached the large cargo elevator that served as the means to reach the different floors of the building. It seemed big enough to hold a car.
"I wonder what it's gonna be like? Is there gonna be enough space for all of us?" Rinoa wondered aloud.
Quistis was wondering along the same lines, but stopped thinking when she tried to remember which floor the apartment was on. Selphie seemed to pick up on this when she saw Quistis' face set in thought.
"Number four!" she said in a sing-song voice.
'Ah. Right.' She pressed the number four button and the elevator gave a sudden jerk as it worked its way up.
The three women were each wondering what the place was like until it stopped suddenly, signifying their destination had been reached. They each pulled up the wooden door that was in front of them, then stepped out into a cavernous apartment. Correction: loft.
It was huge, the entire floor was nothing but space. But there was one hitch; there was already stuff lying around here and there. A plush black leather sofa dominated the central area of loft, making a big 'U' shape around a FAT plasma screen TV.
There was a kitchen-type bar right behind, huge double sink in the middle and cupboards all along the wall. All of walls were a rough brick, but was admonished by the black that was all of the furniture. Well if not black then a steely gray.
It was then that all the women heard a strange noise coming from their right. Off to their right, they saw nothing but a door, and something was moving behind it. The three just looked at each other in fear; fear of accidentally walking in on someone else's apartment.
The door opened and all three women suddenly took a very deep breath. A young man, looking no older than eighteen, walked out of a steamy bathroom, having nothing but towel around his waist. He held onto it with one hand while he used the other to close the door and run it through his brown wet hair. He started walking until he felt a prickling sensation on the back of his neck, signifying someone was watching him. He looked out to his right, outside the window, trying to see if anyone was spying on him from another apartment. Satisfied that no one was looking, he shrugged, until he heard a shuffle from his left.
Three women were standing in front of the elevator, staring at him. He just stood there with a deer-caught-in-the-headlights look. His icy blue eyes looking over the three statuesque intruders. His eyes ran over warm coffee brown eyes, to equally ice blue eyes, to an energetic set of green eyes.
It was at that moment that Squall Leonhart had met his three new roommates.
A/N: This is new story...obviously. The pairings depend on who says what. So drop in reviews and tell me who you all think should be the one to snag Squall. Until i find out, this story is gonna be a little blan. SO DROP THOSE REVIEWS!