Nix: I know it's short, but meh
Disclaimer; I don't owwwnnnn
"Well hellllloooooo" Melissa said, coming face to face with another female just shorter than herself. The other female looked up at Melissa blinking her multicolored eyes. Her right eye was a beautiful honey brown color that had stenciled eye makeup on it in the shape of a vine and flower going up the outer side of her eye. Her left eye was a vibrant blue with a green/blue butterfly stenciled on. She had light colored skin, ruby red lips and odd colored hair. The right side of the girl's hair was black and the left was bleached white, pulled into two curly pigtails going down each side of her head. She wore a black fedora with a black bow on it, a short black tank top dress and grey pant/shoe type things that laced all the way up, and she had a black thumb ring on.
"Hi, I'm Cathy." She said, her voice soft like she wasn't used to speaking loudly, or much at all. Melissa held out her hand.
"I'm Melissa, your roommate." She said, the shorter, shier girl took her hand and shook it, smiling up at the girl.
"Nice to meet you. Sorry about not telling you but I got on an earlier flight that opened up." Cathy said.
"Nah it's fine, I got squished by a flying vending machine, I would have been here to greet you but I was at a doctor." Cathy blinked.
"What? A flying vending machine?!"
"Yerp, turns out our neighbor is the strongest man in Ikebukuro and accidently threw a vending machine at me." Melissa said nonchalantly.
"And you're okay?!" Cathy exclaimed, but rather softly.
"Yeah. Anyway we have stuff to unpack." Melissa said, smiling. Cathy nodded, they began to unpack and Melissa soon took a liking to the odd, quiet girl.
Cathy was a young American girl in hopes of picking up a job as a kawaii metal singer. Yes there is a such thing as kawaii metal…
Look up Baby Metal, it's awesome.
Cathy didn't have too high of expectations for it though, but the quiet girl could easily pick up the job as a model and work out something along there. Melissa merely wanted to learn more, she was expanding her schooling by coming to Japan. Though the 20 year old was in college by now she had always wished to come to the big city and learn how things were done here.
Melissa wanted to learn, she was eager to learn. Her mother insisted she go to Tokyo, but Melissa wished to come here. Ikebukuro was the place that spiked her interest and she felt she could gain so much from this place. And thus, she came. And already she knew, it was no mistake.
Melissa looked at herself in the mirror in her bathroom, her fingers lightly brushing over the collar she had on. Her face suddenly split into a large insane grin.
"This is definitely the right choice."