--------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><b>Name:</b>Jae-Hyuk Park<br/><b>Location:</b>Hallway, Room #6<br/><b>With:</b>Michael<a class="username" data-user-id="2310" data-username="@JayBird" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2310/">@JayBird</a>, Kyle in passing<br/><b>Doing:</b>Stuff, i guess? Admiring Calliope's work.<br/><b>Content Warning:</b>None.<br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Jae sighed in relief, internally and eternally grateful to Michael. His shin screamed in happiness as he leaned his weight onto his cane. He took a deep breath and followed Michael to the bedroom hallways. Desperately as he tried, he couldn't quite remember the pathing to get there. It seemed his sense of direction was as horrible in a new home as it was in the great outdoors. But he had Michael, and that at least helped calm him a little bit. Jae wasn't sure why Michael was so helpful, so kind, but he appreciated it greatly. His eyes trailed over to see Kyle in the hallway. He smiled and nodded to the man before perking up at Michael announcing their arrival to his room. "Calliope! Yes, that's the one!" he laughed and pushed open the door, slowly backing into the room as he asked Michael, "Hey, wasn't she the hugger?" He remembered a hug, but it was so busy and overwhelming in the entrance way that he wasn't able to talk to woman.<br/><br/>"Oh. Okay, I see you, Calliope. I see you," he gasped as he entered the room. It was definitely a shared room. Jae gasped at the extravagant nature that was definitely his roommate and unceremoniously tossed his suitcase onto the empty bed. He motioned to Michael to do the same, smiling at him as he sat down on the bed to rest. "Thank you, Michael, so very much. Not only fro being probably the cutest bellboy but also an amazing tour guide." He flipped open his suitcase and paused. The others had mentioned heading to the pool, but just the thought of getting into the water made his throat close and fear start to creep through him. So he swallowed hard and looked over to Michael.<br/><br/>"Hey, uhm, this is going to sound stupid... but I really don't want to go to the pool. I mean, like, if you want to, that's cool, but could you just show me the way to the kitchen before then? I'm bad at directions," Jae said, scratching the back of his neck like he had a habit of doing. "I just don't know how to swim, and I have a feeling there's going to be way too  many people at the pool." He brushed over the first part as if that was a common thing, and the second part? He'd admit that to anybody's face. He knew there were going to be a bunch of other people at the house, he just didn't realise they would<i>all</i>be there<i>all</i>at once. If he was being honest--and he was<i>always</i>being honest--he would have preferred Michael join him in the kitchen. "You've been so kind to me. I just want to repay you, and I figure a nice little meal would be a good way to do it," Jae explained. Plus, he was starving. It was basically a win-win.<br/><br/>Jae pulled out a black mesh t-shirt and black running shorts from his suitcase, adding, "Before we go anywhere, though, I would like to change."