Lance walked into the dorm, brushing his fiery hair out of his eyes. Moving to his room he threw his bags in the corner, barely noticing the delicate patterns woven around the room or the nameplates on the bed, he just took the unoccupied one and sat down. It had been a long day and he had missed the academy's introductory speech.
Long day. A long day of attending meetings as his fathers representative, talking business deals and buying companies. Presentations, proposals, petty private productions. In a way he was glad to escape to this small refuge in his busy life.
His muscles ached too, he had hit his limit the day before in his training régime.
After about a good ten minutes of winding down and relaxing, he decided it was best to pack his things away. Standing up, he flexed his wings and brushed down his suit before starting to place clothes and toiletries into his closet and drawers.
As he was doing this, his eye caught the bedside plaque which stated the name 'Blair'.
"Hmm, interesting."