Snippet #1489592

Hiso strightened up and patted Naoto's head.'' Have a safe trip home, boyo.'' he said with a smirk before pushing him out the door. he blew a kiss to everyone else and then grabbed his things and heading up the stairs. He peeked in one room after another not finding any he liked till he looked through the black door. it was the last door at the very end of the right hallway. He decided he was going to claim this room as his.

It looked like it would suit his needs for the time being. he threw his bags on the floor and opened them. he opened the black dresser and began putting his clothes away and hanging the ones that needed to be hung in the closet. After he finished with that he put his guitar on its stand and sat it in a corner of the room. he slid the empty bags under his bed then walked back down stairs.

As he descended the stairs he heard one very inviting word, Dinner. He quickened his pace as he strode toward the famous chef Ayame and Itsuki. He looked at them both and held his stomach.'' I couldn't help but overhear that you two were talking about food, can i have some?'' he asked quickly staring at the Ayame, knoing he made amazing food.