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Light poured it's unwelcome rays into one certain red-head's hotel room. Amelda groaned as the sun bathed him, making the blanket he was under hotter than necessary. He ran his fingers through his unruly hair, and sat up, wincing from the sleep that wanted so desperately to consume him. Nng... Why did they have to put the bed *here*?! It really was most inconvenient.
With another groan, Amelda pulled away the covers, and set his bare feet on the wooden floor. The previous night had been... interesting. To say the least. He remembered soon after the batty-haired boy had left, Amelda had dragged himself to his bed, knowing he'd regret sleeping on the floor all night. He chuckled to himself solemnly. Bakura had seemed... a bit too distant for words. "I wonder if I'll ever see him again..."
Amelda scratched his bare chest with a yawn, practically heaving himself to the bathroom. He showered and got himself ready for the day, coming out of the bathroom looking just as girly as he did everyday. Although his cropped shirt was emerald today, and light green earrings dangled from his ears. He wore a woman's choker around his neck, fitting perfectly around his neckline.
The red head boredly looked around the room, noting a TV without cable, and a desk with a lamp. He rolled his eyes as he plopped on the bed. Maybe he could see Varon...?
...
Unfortunately, he had no idea where the brunette resided. The only information Amelda had was 'Anzu-chan would know'. Psh, like hell he'd ask for her help. Amelda crossed his arms, and hoped something to do would come to mind.
After glaring at the ceiling for what seemed to be an hour, Amelda's stomach roared. He blinked.
"...I'm hungry."
With that, he grabbed his coat, and headed for a place with his favorite food. A crepe and a burger sounded nice...
The red head found a reasonable restaurant, and walked in, placing himself in a seat next to the window. Drumming his fingers on the table, Amelda waited to be served.
With another groan, Amelda pulled away the covers, and set his bare feet on the wooden floor. The previous night had been... interesting. To say the least. He remembered soon after the batty-haired boy had left, Amelda had dragged himself to his bed, knowing he'd regret sleeping on the floor all night. He chuckled to himself solemnly. Bakura had seemed... a bit too distant for words. "I wonder if I'll ever see him again..."
Amelda scratched his bare chest with a yawn, practically heaving himself to the bathroom. He showered and got himself ready for the day, coming out of the bathroom looking just as girly as he did everyday. Although his cropped shirt was emerald today, and light green earrings dangled from his ears. He wore a woman's choker around his neck, fitting perfectly around his neckline.
The red head boredly looked around the room, noting a TV without cable, and a desk with a lamp. He rolled his eyes as he plopped on the bed. Maybe he could see Varon...?
...
Unfortunately, he had no idea where the brunette resided. The only information Amelda had was 'Anzu-chan would know'. Psh, like hell he'd ask for her help. Amelda crossed his arms, and hoped something to do would come to mind.
After glaring at the ceiling for what seemed to be an hour, Amelda's stomach roared. He blinked.
"...I'm hungry."
With that, he grabbed his coat, and headed for a place with his favorite food. A crepe and a burger sounded nice...
The red head found a reasonable restaurant, and walked in, placing himself in a seat next to the window. Drumming his fingers on the table, Amelda waited to be served.