leaving his bags and packages by the entrance, he walks around aimlessly, only to walk in circles. he purses his lips and rummages through his packages, taking out one bean bag that is big enough for him to sit on and taking out one fluffy blanket to cover his legs. getting comfortable, he stares at the ceiling, as his eyes start to droop.
"where should i crash at?" he mumbles softly under his breath before he brings his legs up and hugs them. soon enough, he falls asleep right infront of the entrance, lying comfortably in his own 'territory' aka, the bean bag and the bags and packages being the almighty walls of his area.
Hey, really sorry for being inactive
i decided to just leave ror again since my schedule and all is getting clogged up again. it's just difficult to come in from time to time. thank you for having me