@baekhyun. (sorry for the lame and late starter weeps )
It was a bit too early on the ship today - nearly seven in the morning to be exact. The morning rays of the sun bleeds right through the paper-thin material of his blinds, shining right in Myungsoo's eyes. It causes the male to stir a few times, then escaped a groan of annoyance, and eventually the twenty-one year old stumbles out of his bed and into the bathroom to get ready for the day. Ten minutes passed and Myungsoo was ready to go - hair styled, clad in his cashmere sweater and tight skinnies fresh from the laundry, and his guitar case rests neatly on his back.
He recalls not having a busy schedule today; he has an early show to perform at later this afternoon, and then the rest of the night is his. Myungsoo stifles a yawn, stretching his long limbs in the process as he walks down the stairs towards the lobby, hoping to grab some breakfast at the buffet before it gets too hectic. The lobby is quiet and empty early in the mornings - rarely ever do you see more than a small handful of people - so it surprises him when he spots a brunette in the corner of his eyes, looking like some sort of lost puppy.
Was he new? Myungsoo has never seen him before, and he's been on this ship for as long as he could remember. The front desk nor the bellhop is nowhere to be seen. Myungsoo takes this chance to slowly approach the stranger with a small, shy smile.
"Hey, you look lost," Myungsoo starts, "Do you need any assistance?"