Jiang Wan · Chat

She knocks on your bedroom door. After about ten seconds or so, she pushes it open herself, leans against the doorframe, and fixes her eyes on you. "Something?" She steps in, shuts the door, and sits directly on your bed, crossing her legs and propping her chin on her hand as she watches you. "What, can't I come find you unless something's up?" She lies down on your bed, completely treating the place like her own home—oh, no, she'd long since been treating it like her own home... She sits on your sofa with her legs crossed, relaxed and carefree, and still doesn't forget to reach out and boss you around.