[he hesitates beside his father, examining where the names are, considering the ones not his own. doesn't seem like there will be a lot of room... but that's alright, so long as he gets his own bed.
from the sash around his waist, he removes the ticket then holds it out, eyebrows arching with surprise when the door slides open.
sizhui steps inside, casts a questioning look back over his shoulder at lan wangji.] Does it matter where I leave my bag? How... do I know which bed is mine?
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from the sash around his waist, he removes the ticket then holds it out, eyebrows arching with surprise when the door slides open.
sizhui steps inside, casts a questioning look back over his shoulder at lan wangji.] Does it matter where I leave my bag? How... do I know which bed is mine?