After some light conversation with the woman who he now knows as Ayano, Maurice concluded it was enough socializing. [color=fff200]"Well, I'll be heading to unpack my luggage now, so I'll excuse myself here. See you around, Miss Ayano. If there's anything I can help with, don't hesitate to ring Room 7's bell." [/color]

He politely waved before heading into the apartment. On second thought he may have walked too hastily there but it didn't matter now. What mattered was unpacking.

Room 7. Maurice arrived in front of the door and without much fanfare he stepped inside. It was a rather average room by all means but it was enough. 

He carefully locked the door behind him. 

He glanced around, even though there was certainly no one inside. 

[color=fff200]"Well, it's about time."[/color] He wiped his forehead of sweat and unzipped his bag. It'd take him a while to take everything out and hide them...