After being called a fag, he had a mutual dislike for Eddie already. Whatever, he could just ignore it. Kinda. Sigh. Rolling his eyes as he made the punching comment, Hiro sat down on the floor, criss cross applesauce, then right after that, Ben took a seat next to him. Smiling at the mentioned dislike of Clue (Who seriously liked the game, anyways?), he watched Jay come right back out (And hid his snickering), and set the two games in front of him on the table. Twister and Candyland.
Candyland was such a kiddle game, but Twister would be just awkward. Pulling some of his hair back, so he could actually see the finer details, he just couldn't tell which one to do. "I hate to be a jerk and complain, but Twister would look like we're having an orgy, but Candyland is so boring."
"What's an orgy?" Ben asked, looking at Hiro.
"...A room of four people or more, with no shoes on," Hiro told him with a smile. Well, it was kind-of true. One would have to take their shoes off to have a decent game of Twister going. Oh well, screw the specifics. "Hey, I'll be right back..."
"Don't get lost, okay?" Aww, he was so sweet and naive, Hiro noticed.
"Okay, I promise," Hiro smiled, and stood up. Now, which way to a quiet room? Headed up the closest hallway, he noted an open door. As most of the other doors seemed to be closed for a reason, he took the oppurtunity to check out this one. As it seemed, it was the guest room. Coughing, for the air was stale, he closed the door. Now, how long until someone found him in here? Taking out his phone, he hoped to God that it would turn on, even if only for a minute. Running a hand through his hair, he turned on the phone, and, to his hoping, it stayed on for longer then two seconds.
As it went to the loading screen, he realized that it was actually charged. Trying to remember why he turned it off, he nodded. He wanted to save the battery, that's it. Quickly opening the keyboard compartment, the screen turned blindingly white; Almost enough to cause a headache in such a dark room. Whatever, it'd have to do. Selecting Michael as a texting contact, he quickly typed, 'God help me, his brother scares me.'. Waiting a few moments for a response, his phone quickly buzzed.
'What the hell?' it read, 'Go talk to him. You wanted to set up the dinner date thing.'
'They think I left for a couple of minutes. So a couple of minutes I'll be in here for', Hiro scowled at his phone, as his head started to ache, from looking at the text. Whatever, if he could get out of this, cool. If not, why not go for a few rounds of hide and seek?
'Oh, I see. Go talk to your son and fiance, whatever. I'm trying to sleep, I feel sick, because of YOU', the last text read. It was capitalized, so that couldn't be good. Maybe he was kind of mad. Fine, he could be mad. Hiro didn't particularly care.
Well, yeah, he kinda did. Whatever. Opening a new message template, he this time looked through his contact list. Oh, he wasn't in there. Crap. Turning off his phone, he put it in his pocket, and proceeded to feel around the room, as to find the door.
However, since that failed, he managed to run into a wall. "Crap! Ow, that hurt..."