Downfall/Ignore it

From Create Your Own Story

If Kirsten didn't take the thing out, it must have been deliberate. Just leave it there, she doesn't like it when someone messes with her stuff without her permission. You close the bag and make another attempt to throw it onto the wardrobe, this time successfully.

The door opens, and Debra sticks her head in. "Dinner is ready," she says and disappears. About time; your stomach growls like a lion.

• Eat dinner

Status
State of Clothing	Shirt; Shorts; Boxer shorts	Contacts
Inventory
Surroundings	Share a room with Kirsten