Aaron eventually made it to his destined floor. The grey walls and staircase were mind-numbingly boring, and he was half tempted to let the hippy girl tag the place just to liven it up a bit. Before he was able to head into the meeting room, he was stopped by one of the tower's residents. A Japanese man who's name, if Aaron remembered correctly, was Ichiro Takenaka.

"I've been fine, Ichiro," answered Aaron. "Just biding my time until the endless nights. Gotta get everything ready, y'know?"

He smiled as he finished his sentence, and patted Ichiro's shoulder in the most friendly manner he could muster. Aaron wasn't an intimidating type, he just didn't go out of his way to find friends. But, like with every other person, he chose to remain polite. The last thing he needed was a bunch of pissed off people committing crimes for the next thirty days.

The crime levels were relatively low during the other seasons. They ranged from petty theft of miscellaneous to random vandalism. He normally suspected the younger residents, but never pursued his suspicious. He preferred to stay on the good side of those in the tower, since living together in close quarters could turn some insane.

Eventually, he reached the meeting room, with Ichiro beside him. Aaron opened the door for the Japanese male, and waited for him to enter. As he did so, Aaron peered inside and spotted Samuel. He grinned slightly, since Samuel was the only one he could actually vent to without the worry of others finding out and causing annoying consequences.