Blake tried starting her car for what had to be the eighth time that morning. It just wouldn't go. It'd make some kind of…sound, and it'd just crap out on her! She groaned and leaned against the door, head on the window. "What on Earth am I gonna do with you?" She asked, almost muttering the words. The Faunus hadn't spent more than a month at this university, she was only 19 after all, majoring in Literary Arts, and now the melon of a Toyota she'd brought up to campus was a complete crapshoot.

She forced herself out of the car and slammed the door behind her, causing the mirror to fall off, which in turn caused her to facepalm. She slowly walked into the apartment she was sharing with her much younger roommate, Ruby Rose. Apparently Ruby had been smart enough to skip a few grades back in school, joining the university at the measly age of 17, and true to her generation she was majoring in graphics and webpage design. How lucky can you get, really? She flopped herself into a chair by her desk, opening her computer to send an email to her professors, begging for whatever information she would be missing at the lectures today.

That's when Ruby walked out the door in pajama bottoms and a tank top, hair a complete mess. Ruby wasn't much of an early bird, so she took all night classes, while Blake on the other hand just took what revolved around her schedule best. "Hi Ruby." She grunted, clicking away at her computer. She may as well take this time to work on her midterm report, right? Ruby yawned and largely ignored Blake as she shuffled over to get some coffee. Blake would give it about three more seconds before…

"OH MY GOD! BLAKE!" Yup, there it is. "You're late! Doctor Oobleck is going to be so…umm…" Blake turned and raised an eyebrow. "OK, so Oobleck doesn't really get mad but…why are you late?" It was a fair question; Blake was always perfectly punctual. She never missed a day of work, never missed a lecture, never missed an assignment. It was one of those things she prided herself on immensely. She sighed and turned away from her computer for a moment.

"My car is completely dead; it won't start at all." She pointed out the window of the apartment to the car in the driveway. It was black, a bit of rust here and there, but otherwise perfectly reliable. Usually. "I shoulda seen this coming." She muttered, turning to work on her essay again. But Ruby would never let her off that easy. What kind of friend would she be then?

"You could have just borrowed my scooter!" Ruby, unlike Blake, had never taken her driving test. Driving made the hyperactive little teen nervous. She just didn't like the idea of being able to crash and die at any moment, so she used a little motorized scooter to get to and from her classes. Blake just shook her head though, clearly she'd thought this through.

"I would have, but you need it today to run your errands. Missing one lecture won't kill me, until the car is fixed I'll just have to wake up earlier and walk to campus." She didn't even want to consider how much the car would cost to fix, or how long it would take. This whole ordeal was a total nightmare. Ruby plopped herself down in her own desk chair and wheeled it over to sit next to Blake. "Well, how are you planning on getting it fixed?" She asked, swinging her legs cutely.

That wasn't something Blake was willing to think about right now. She didn't have any parents she could go back to right now for money, definitely none she would be willing to speak to anyway. Her ex used to be good with cars, but there wasn't any chance in hell of her talking to him again. Not a prayer in hell. "I…I dunno." She grumbled awkwardly, opening a tab of her internet browser. Quickly clicking past all of her smutty fanfiction bookmarks (which were oh so cleverly disguised as research paper topics) she opened a link to a mechanic shop. She'd been planning to get that hunk of junk fixed for quite a while.

Ruby wrinkled her nose. "Ewwwwww, Melody Motors?" Blake blinked and looked up at her. There weren't many car places nearby, so Melody seemed to have a monopoly on the market. She was about to ask what Ruby would suggest when she quickly snagged the laptop off of Blake's table. She gasped and tried to snatch it back, worried that Ruby might see some of her fanfics that were works in progress, but Ruby had her own plans.

She placed it back on the table, crossing her arms with a rather proud look on her face. On the screen was a very attractive blonde girl and a taller blonde man, likely her father from the look of it. They were actually very similar looking, so maybe brother? Who knows, he looks young enough. "Trust me, you're gonna wanna talk to these guys!" She said, nodding to herself.

Blake just tilted her head. "Who are they?" She asked, trying to find an info page. However, the page wasn't very easy to navigate. Like, at all. If Blake didn't know any better, she'd say that the page had been created by someone who had absolutely no coding experience whatsoever. Ruby sighed, and pointed to the two in the picture.

"This is Yang Xiao Long, she's my step sister, and that's my step dad." Blake raised an eyebrow. So Ruby was trying to talk up her family to Blake? "Do they do good work?" Was all Blake could manage to ask. Ruby nodded, pointing out toward her scooter parked on the side of the road.

"Oh you know it! Yang made my scooter for me, and she even built her own motorcycle! She's the best grease monkey a little sister could ask for, and I could get you a HUGE discount!" One more look at the absurd prices on Melody Motors was more than enough to sell Blake on that one. She slowly sighed and nodded.

"Tell her to come around later today, I have to get ready for my next class." She quickly closed the laptop and began to pack up. If she hurried, she'd at least make it in time for Professor Goodwitch's lecture. Or at the very least, the end of it. She finished packing up and started to make her way out the door, with Ruby waving at her with a freshly made cup of coffee for herself. "Have fun bookworm." She snorted.