Deciding to see exactly what had taken away your favorite hiding place, you wandered the hall outside your hotel room. Some of the doors you passed were open and you peered inside, seeing no harm in being curious. Through one door, you saw what appeared to be a little girl's room with pink walls, a white canopy bed and dresser, and a white vanity with dolls and stuffed animals on the floor in one corner. Curiously, you were tempted to walk in but you held back, not wanting to anger anyone for invading their private space. "Cute." whispering, you said. "It must belong to one of the younger girls who work here.
Moving on, you saw another open door. Looking inside, you were surprised to find a boy's bedroom that looked much like your room did when you were six years old. Again, you felt the urge to walk inside, just to look around but shrugged it off, knowing it was not right to do so. "I wonder whose bedroom this belongs to." mussing, you said. "He might be surprised to know I played with the same toys as a kid."
Chuckling at the thought, you continued down the hall to find another open door and peered inside to find what looked like a play room. There, he saw a six year old boy with black hair wearing a blue hooded shirt dancing to a catchy instrumental tune with a six year old girl with long blonde hair wearing a dress made of pink feathers. You smiled, watching them and were greatly tempted to join them. You found that you had to force yourself to step away from the door, not wanting to spoil their childhood fun but you could not get yourself to move on or even move back to your own room. Something was calling you to one of the three rooms you had peered into and the urge was not about to stop nagging at you.
"I can't just walk into a child's bedroom." disturbed, you thought. "It's wrong, I have no business to do such a thing."
"You have a good heart, sir." startling you, a voice said.
You spun around to find a twelve year old boy with scarlet-red eyes, a red shirt and blue pants. "S-Sorry." blushing, you said. "I did not see you at first."
The boy shrugged. "I am Drake, the gym trainer." smiling, he said. "I'm sure Akira and Elly would not mind you entering their rooms as long as you ask them first." he pointed into the playroom. "The song is almost over, now would be a good time to knock and ask them. Just be ready for a little 'fun' if you do ask to enter."
With that said, he walked away, just as the music stopped. You were not sure what to make of how Drake said 'fun' but the urge to enter one of the three rooms was still nagging at you. What do you do?
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