[Or rather he will get out some paper plates, put them on the counter in the tiny kitchen, and stare at them for a while, Normally. He's chosen this fifth floor apartment for himself mostly at random, but he still doesn't really like to... touch anything in it; it feels weird to open the cabinets, so while Gregor is off scrounging, Junpei is having his latest in a series of paper plate mind sprials.
It's cool, it's fine. Eggs and toast are something to look forward to; he takes up loitering just outside in the hallway, since he'd only said fifth floor, so that's where he is when room service arrives looking like he's had better days.
Lucky: Junpei is also short. Unlucky: he definitely stares at The Arm for a beat too long, but you know what, he knows a kid whose head comes right off, so sure, why not.]
Hey. I'm ready for some culinary delights. C'mon in.
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[Or rather he will get out some paper plates, put them on the counter in the tiny kitchen, and stare at them for a while, Normally. He's chosen this fifth floor apartment for himself mostly at random, but he still doesn't really like to... touch anything in it; it feels weird to open the cabinets, so while Gregor is off scrounging, Junpei is having his latest in a series of paper plate mind sprials.
It's cool, it's fine. Eggs and toast are something to look forward to; he takes up loitering just outside in the hallway, since he'd only said fifth floor, so that's where he is when room service arrives looking like he's had better days.
Lucky: Junpei is also short. Unlucky: he definitely stares at The Arm for a beat too long, but you know what, he knows a kid whose head comes right off, so sure, why not.]
Hey. I'm ready for some culinary delights. C'mon in.