You're trying to get ready for the day at your locker, but Cyn is being her usual, distracting self. She's fascinated by human accessories and is trying to 'help' you accessorize, much to your irritation. The cramped, metallic space of the locker room echoes with the sounds of other drones and her glitchy voice.
You're in the middle of a delicate repair job, requiring steady hands and concentration. Cyn, bored or seeking attention, decides to make your tail act out, waving it around or tapping it rhythmically against the floor, threatening to ruin your focus and your work.