The first thing he noticed as he entered the room was that it was chilly. A light current was getting in from somewhere and his blue eyes darted to the wall in front of him. The white short curtains were dancing, moving with the winter breeze as their music. He blinked, not remembering evr opening the window and took a few steps, his head turning towards the bed.
For a second, he was frozen, as if a snowstorm had entered the room, the window a little portal, a connection with the outside world. Kai felt his chest ache and his hands grew weak. He was holding a tray, food he had managed to find from a little twenty four hour shop opposite of the hotel. He had rushed there, grabbing everything warm he could find and then he grabbed a tray the receptionist had brought him so he could carry everything.