Just as he said that, Haruhi pulled out a long sheer cloth, unsure of whether it was a scarf or a sash, she wrapped it around her head and tied it under her chin. "It's pretty..." She smiled and spun around, marveling in the way the humongous clothes moved around her tiny body. She had begun to laugh when she tripped on her oversized hakama, falling face-first onto the floor. As she got up, her eye caught a framed photo on the nightstand. "Hey... Who's that guy?" She asked, pointing to it, "Does he own these clothes?"
Haruhi stepped over to the photo and plucked it off of the table, examining it closely. He was probably the kind of guy her dad would find cute...But she really wasn't a very good judge on that sort of thing. Her dad thought all kinds of guys were cute. She looked back to Tamaki and brought the photo over to hand over to him. "Does he look familiar to you? Maybe this is his room. Should... we even be here?"
So the only logical conclusion would be to assume, "this guy is your papa? He's kind of young, isn't he..?" She scratched her head, confused, "You don't really look like him, either."
"No, that guy's a stranger I talked to on the computer. Papa has a mustache!" Tamaki looked quizzically at the picture. "Maybe... he's the hotel owner's son?"
"Could be... Would be a little weird for the hotel owner to put pictures of his son in all of the rooms... Unless this is one he uses all the time." She eyed Tamaki quizzically, "Do you know the hotel owner?"
"Then that's really weird..." She climbed up onto the bed, swinging her legs over the side and kicking them in a rather bored fashion. "So what do we do? Should we leave? We don't even know if we're allowed to be here anyway."
Well, that actually made sense. "Okay. That's a good idea. She'll know what's going on." She smiled and pulled the scarf from around her head, stretching with a yawn. "I think... maybe I'm gonna take a nap. It was a long, long walk here.." She laid back, her eyelids already heavy. "Not a real long one, of course... Just.. a lil.. nap." And she was out.
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