PoV Tsuitame
The room we found ourselves in was in an extremely poor state; the wall of that apartment had mold in it, and there were some random posters that were barely hanging on some random fighters. There was no bed, just a rock-solid couch; the kitchen was completely empty except for a microwave; the bathroom was clogged, the living room was mostly empty except for a table; on top of that table, there were some envelopes with our names written on top of each one.
A shitty place.
After a quick check, we found out that the envelopes contained our IDs and some other important documents that I didn't bother reading like the rest of the team.
