Rouge was standing at the front desk at the inn, “hello.” The woman behind the desk turned to ace him. She had a classic customer service smile, “you must be one of the travelers our lord sent over.” Rouge nodded with a grim look, “yes.” The woman seemed uncomfortable with Rouge's expression, “your room is number 35.” The woman told Rouge, quickly ending the conversation. Rouge looked up at her, “thank you, do you know what room my friends are in?” The woman looked like she was thinking for a moment, “what do they look like?” “one of them is wearing a short dress with thigh highs, and her hair is brown and up in two buns, her name is Mya,” Rouge told the woman with a warm smile. This made the woman feel a bit more comfortable, “oh yes, she’s in room 34.” “thank you.” after that Rouge walked away heading up to the rooms.

Mya was already settled in her room. She was sitting on a very comfortable bed, the bed was made from 100% cotton. Which was hard to get in this world. Mya was sitting on the bed brushing all the knots out of her hair. As Mya was brushing her hair she heard a knock at the door. “Who is it?” Mya shouted from her bed, not wanting just anyone coming in. “Rouge.” He yelled through the door, loud enough for the whole building to hear. Mya smiled at just hearing his voice, “come in, it’s open.” Rouge slowly opened the door and closed it behind him. “What’s up Rouge?” Mya asked curiously. Rouge sighed, “It’s late so I’ll make this quick.” That sentence made Mya look at him with an extremely confused expression. “When all these ends are you going to go back home!” Rouge shouted without realizing the volume his voice was at.

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Mya looked worried, “is this why you looked sad when we arrived?” Rouge nodded, “yes, now please answer I don’t want to take up any more of your time.” Mya slowly gets up from the bed and walked over to him so they could be face to face, “Well to tell you the truth, I don’t know.” Rouge didn’t say anything he just looked away. After a minute he turned around and walked out of the door slamming it behind him. Mya looked down as if she was about to cry, “Rouge..” Mya walked back over to the bed and slammed her body on it, “do I want to stay here, I’ve made so many friends, friends that’ll last forever. Plus I do want to stay here, I just know I’ll miss my parents.” Mya sighed, “I’ll make a decision when the time comes.” Mya slowly crawled under the covers of the bed. She closed her eyes a swiftly fell asleep letting all her worries drift away.