Haruko walked in and set her bags down in the corner, sighing with relief at the silence of the place compared to outside in the lobby. She moved over to the couch and stretched out a moment with her legs hanging over the side, and her long blond hair slipping over the arm of the couch. Her icy blue eyes closed. At least she was the first one here. It almost seemed liked she was sleeping how relaxed her position was as she rested her head back on the cushion, the dragon tattoo glittering in the bright lights of the room. She'd hang out here awhile before going out.