Kuhaku arrived at his assigned room, wearing a deep scowl still. As he reached for the doorknob to the room, he had half a mind to just kick and force it open in anger. But, no. That would be rather rude and immature of him to do such a thing. Deflating a bit, his ears sagged and tail swept slowly near his feet. His expression relaxed a little. Looking to his side, he saw the laundry bag he had set there earlier. Before all the craziness with Michelle had started. He had been so close to resting in his room. Ah, well.

Grabbing the laundry bag of his freshly cleaned clothes, he quietly opened the door and entered. Not paying much mind to anyone else in the room, he slipped on his undergarments and removed his towel from his waist. Folding the towel neatly, he quickly put away all of his things. Swiftly hopping into his bed, he burrowed into the sheets and curled underneath them. He was in another strange, new place and that realization didn't make him feel very much comfortable. Then again, he was hardly ever comfortable with his placement in life. Sighing, he balled himself into a sleeping fetal position and wrapped his tail around one of his legs.

He hoped he would be able to sleep at least somewhat restfully. Closing one eye and leaving the other half-lidded, he relaxed his body and cleared his mind. Thankfully, he quickly drifted off into a light slumber.