Lind was starting to grow sick of the hotel this whole place even. He was glad that Akito and Agito had moved in with the annoying whiny blond, now. Something strange was going on over at the hotel judging by some of the past entries, and for once his body wasn't going to be apart of it.
The navy haired teen made his way down the street nearing the apartment complex, his right arm carrying a bag of goods. There was a small limp in his step every so often and he was still beaten up from his encounter with the Flame King. He lost, but he didn't regret it really. It was a close match and he got off the steam he wanted to lose. Still...victory would have been so much sweeter, Agito was still bitching and making fun of him. But whatever, he'd have his chance next time to take out Supi-fag.
Making his way into the complex, up the steps and down the hall he came to a stop at their room. Turning the knob he pushed open the door and drop the bags on the table after kicking the door shut behind him with his foot. “Akito, you still here?”