Doyleton hadn't been too bad, and Junior had wolfed down the curry that they'd had for dinner, but the mealtime itself had him on edge. On the way back, his nurse had told him that Omi had been recovered enough to be released. He didn't really know what that meant...maybe brainwashing? Being the only one in the room for once was unnerving, and a nice reminder to the redhead that this place really could just do whatever it felt like when they wanted to. It was a pain.
The curry wasn't as good as Shion's was back home, either.
The redhead hadn't really planned on leaving his room, since he hadn't gotten any assignment. He'd even gone out the night before, despite being off-duty for the History Club, and it was about damn time he took a night off to just sleep. Or rest however else he could get it, while still thinking things over.
Junior had gone back to lay on his bed when there was a knock at the door, and after a moment he shoved himself back up and slid off the bed. He opened the door after a moment, and glanced around to find a blond guy leaning up against the wall. "Yeah? You need something, or...?" he trailed off, realizing why the blond might have been there. "Oh, are you looking for Omi?"
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The curry wasn't as good as Shion's was back home, either.
The redhead hadn't really planned on leaving his room, since he hadn't gotten any assignment. He'd even gone out the night before, despite being off-duty for the History Club, and it was about damn time he took a night off to just sleep. Or rest however else he could get it, while still thinking things over.
Junior had gone back to lay on his bed when there was a knock at the door, and after a moment he shoved himself back up and slid off the bed. He opened the door after a moment, and glanced around to find a blond guy leaning up against the wall. "Yeah? You need something, or...?" he trailed off, realizing why the blond might have been there. "Oh, are you looking for Omi?"