{ ♫ } — Well.
Just a few days ago, he had been bored out of his mind in the Crypton household, but now he was in front of a mansion - one that was ridiculously big, he thought to himself - and hesitantly creeping towards the door.
The most he could remember was a letter arriving in the mailbox outside of his past residence advertising something about a new mansion for 'loids of all sorts... really, the offer seemed somewhat shady since it never gave any names as to who was running the whole thing, but whatever. Being cooped up in a house with the same people for... what, six or seven years? Yeah, that was kind of boring.
A new place with new people sounded a bit more scary than refreshing to him, honestly. Audible swallowing rung throuh his head for several seconds as one hand clutched the somewhat light suitcase filled with his belongings while another brought itself to the golden doorknob, which had displayed the quivery hand in it's small but visible reflection. His mind instantly brought to his attention that he could just... leave. He could go back home if he really wanted to, but... no. He was here, so what was the point of leaving now, really? A new place with new people. Mikuo was sure that he could convince himself it would be great.
But, he had to admit... ... the bus stop nearby was a bit tempting... ... but that thought was erased as the door opened.
This place looked... okay. — { ♫ }