"Fine, fine," Gokudera insisted, sitting up. Even if he was a little jabbed by Tsuna's elbows, he wasn't about to complain. "My sister, Bianchi, can do flips and tricks on this thing."
"I'm sure Bianchi will have some helpful tips for making things fit in a dormroom too." Because she's already done it and knew the tricks. You DON'T bring all your stuff, because you'll NEVER read that favorite book of yours, or need a 3-hold punch, or a giant ass dictionary.
"Because," Riku said lamely. "I just do." It wasn't anything really special, just a picture someone had taken one afternoon for them when everyone had gone down to the water. The picture was taken on the bridge, the water in the background. It was a colder day, and both he and Sora were wearing jackets, smiling together at the camera.
"It looks like we were holding hands," Riku noted. The way their hands fell just out of the view of the camera, it really looked that way.