Opposites in Rooming (Closed - Kanji)
On finding out that Strange was currently not in the Record of Sealing for some reason, it had honestly taken all the wind out of the boy’s sails: he had wanted to show his amazing magics to this place and start getting to work to being the best of mages here, but without Strange here: he couldn’t do it. He....he couldn’t do it without the closest thing to family he had here, so the easiest thing was try to get rest: he could try to look for him tomorrow. Panicking and running around like a wobbly Puyo would help nothing. One thing he had found on his person, apart from a strange box full of items he didn’t care to look at (he’d look at it once he found where Strange had gone) was a key. Logic pertained, it was a key to some sort of housing. Let’s see: it had ‘Chamomile Apartments’ eteched onto the handle, and a number. Feeling exhausted, Klug dragged himself to the apartment and - and - oh sweet merciful Puyos he was going to actually be dragged down some alleyway or something shady right here and now, wasn’t he? On seeing the intimidating-looking person in the apartment already, Klug slowly looked down at the key he had that’d let him in to check if, by some miracle, he was in the wrong apartment. Then up again. ....It wasn’t the wrong number. Oh no. Why did he have to get roomed with some stranger? Worse, a stranger that could probably kick his butt right here and now! And probably would! He didn’t trust any of the strangers here!
Maybe he could still edge back out the door without a word while it was still open....
