God, could the seconds drag on any longer? It was killing him, standing around here. Niikura shifted from one foot to another, hands shoved into his pockets as he waited.

And then the door opened. "Hey--" Whatever was going to come next got completely forgotten as he was treated to a totally unexpected hug. "--uh..." His hands were trapped in his pockets. This wasn't awkward at all. Geez, how many times has this happened now? Friends-yet-not-friends expressing their relief, him standing around waiting to drop the bomb that he wasn't really the guy they were looking for...except she already knew. Still just as strange and queasy-feeling, though.

Niikura smiled back crookedly as she retreated. "Well, 'm glad I didn't disappoint or anything." Oh man, and now for the worst part. "You, ah...ya mind if we head back to my room?" He jabbed a thumb behind him. "Friend of mine's supposed to meet me there, if everything goes to plan. We can chat on the way back and stuff."