Mike didn't have a lot of belongings, especially now that he'd given Toph the sword once belonging to The Bookends. So there wasn't a whole lot to carry over the threshold of his new...home? Could he call it a home yet? He hadn't even seen his room yet...
Proto-home? Potential-home?
His snout wrinkled at his lack of words, the only sign of emotion visible on his face. Mike's hands tightened around the walking stick he'd effectively turned into a bindle for his stuff.
This was going to be...exciting he told himself. Yes. Not weird. Exciting! It was all about how you framed an idea.
He's been in this building before. Climbed the outside more times than he could count. And it's not like he's never shared a room before either, or a bathroom. He could do this. It was going to be easy!
He took a breath, then a step, and entered the Lobby of the hotel as an official resident for the very first time.
Be careful, Midnight Hotel. You've just gotten yourself a nasty case of Ninja.
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Could he call it a home yet?
He hadn't even seen his room yet...
Proto-home?
Potential-home?
His snout wrinkled at his lack of words, the only sign of emotion visible on his face. Mike's hands tightened around the walking stick he'd effectively turned into a bindle for his stuff.
This was going to be...exciting he told himself. Yes. Not weird. Exciting! It was all about how you framed an idea.
He's been in this building before. Climbed the outside more times than he could count. And it's not like he's never shared a room before either, or a bathroom. He could do this. It was going to be easy!
He took a breath, then a step, and entered the Lobby of the hotel as an official resident for the very first time.
Be careful, Midnight Hotel. You've just gotten yourself a nasty case of Ninja.