He wandered down the halls until he found the right door, and then stopped. Well... this was interesting. He breathed out a sigh, setting his bag down by the door and looked around. No one else was around. But what if his room mate was inside? If he just walked in could it freak the other guy out? That was an option, after all... When someone thinks their alone and then suddenly someone is in their space, it generally feels like trespassing. He glanced down to his bag, staring for a moment, before moving to touch the Pokeball in his pocket. Moto wouldn't want to be out at first. It'd take a while before he adjusted to new people, which rather sucked. The Cyndaquil wasn't a fan of moving around or being around people he didn't know and trust. Running his tongue over his bottom lip, Zuberi shrugged. Oh well. He had to get settled in any way, and he would need a place to sleep. He lifted his hand, and tapped his knuckles against the wood.
He could at least be polite about it...
Kitsune Mistress Nyoko