Azel entered the Sun Room, having decided that the quiet was better than having to listen to people make a cacophony on random instruments. He wasn't in much better spirits, even as the day progressed. He felt very much alone and very invisible; everyone had their tightly-knit group of friends and he really wasn't close to anyone. He'd talked to a bunch of people, but he really didn't feel like he knew any of them, or that any of them knew him.

He took a seat in half-sun, deciding that like some others, a rest would be in order.