just a second; it's my favorite song they gonna play Who: Ichigo Kurosaki, OPEN When: Afternoon Where: Lobby What: Ichigo is bored and restless and not looking for Clarice at all no really Rating/Status: PG-13 at worst cos it's Ichi/Incomplete
A certain red-haired teenager had found himself becoming more restless than ever, his hotel room making him feel confined and caged. Ichigo had listened to the bulk of Ishida's borrowed CDs, worked on most of his homework, and had made several calls to room service in an attempt to find out what was going on. For some reason he kept getting a lost-sounding girl who repeatedly invited him to eat smoked cheese with him. Huh.
Eventually, Ichigo took the elevator down to the lobby, intent on forcing himself into interaction with anyone, as long as it took his mind off his problems. Under his shirt on a string hung his contained of soul candy, just in case. He plopped down into a handsome looking chair and began absently flipping through a copy of Les Mis that someone had left lying around, wondering where the hell everyone was. The lobby seemed eerily quiet for the afternoon.