Ryouko had showered at one that he had found empty, silent, as he turned down the hot water that had been running. He had been wandering ever since he left the armory, the hole in his shirt covered ever since he had zipped up his jacket. He quickly washed off before he redressed in his jacket and left the shirt there, since it was torn and he didn't need it anymore. His blue hair was messy, as he thought about what they said...rooms. 

Ryouko grinned to himself as he slid into the farthest room down the hallway, closing the door. Then...He crawled under the simple bed and closed his eyes, trying to sleep. He felt too exposed on beds. He didn't have the energy to stay awake any longer.