Matt really wasn't sure how much time had passed since he'd talked with Mello in the bar. It was hard to keep track of time in the mansion (and his DS clock skipping around at random didn't really help), but he'd guess at least a few days. Maybe a week? He normally didn't care so much, but he couldn't help but wonder how much had changed between the conversation he'd witnessed and when he finally found the room again.
Misa was supposed to be staying there, but sharing it another Matt and the Mello he'd...tussled with. He hoped she was alone, but wasn't going to hang around to try and see. It'd taken him too long to find the damned room again, so Matt was just going to go ahead. If the others were there, he could make something up. By now, Matt was a very good actor.
Snuffing his cigarette out and tucking it behind an ear, Matt knocked lightly on the door.
((Yeah.
dndressingroom thread between Appled!Matt and
shinigami-is))