(Thank you.)
(Okay, I will wait and get to making his profile.)
He approached the bed and undressed before climbing under the covers and falling asleep, tired from his emotional stress.
After his time alone, he returned to the room and smiled at her saying, "I'm sorry. I will be better for you. I promise..."
Stepping out into the hall, he let himself drop against the wall and cry silently in relief.
"Well, I'm glad." He took a step towards the door and said, "I gotta get some air..."
"Haiko, nomatter what I will always be by your side. If you hurt me I will swallow the pain. Just no other men, okay?" He looked at her aniouxsly..
He was waiting on the bed, then asked, as she stepped in, "Haiko, I'm sorry. I know it sounds pathetic... I just want to be closer to you... I feel like your secret has forced your hand to throw me away. But as I packed my things, I couldn't continue. You possess me, and while you feel nothing for me, I don't want to go back to the meaningless life I once had. I guess I was just really scared. I thought you might've gotten kidnapped or hurt."
Heading back to the hotel, he began packing his things up.
He bit his lower lip, eyes growing wide and shining with tears, "I trusted you... I lov-" biting so hard that blood began to leak down his chin. He turned around and began to walk away, covering his mouth as he tried to hold back his sobs, and took the sheets of music from his pocket and tossed it on the ground.
Calming down and growing a sad expression on his face he added, "You're right. I wanted to be happy with you, forever. But on this supposed path I find myself. There's no turning back now... Haiko, do you really want to be with me?"
He got a bit angry, "And I'm telling you I'm not your pet! I should be asking the questions here, since you definitely were here instead of doing what you said you would be." He calmed a bit down, "What's in the bag Haiko."
He ran up to her and stood in her path, asking, "What the hell Haiko! You had me worried sick, where were you!"
He started down alleys and more desolate places, more scared for her safety than his own, "Damnit Haiko where are you."
He began asking around, checking to see if anybody had seen a black harpy with red eyes and silver hair anywhere around.
Worried, he began searching everywhere he could think of, regardless if he was going to get lost or not. Why would she lie to me?
Getting a tad worried, he left the room, locking it behind him, but keeping his heavy bass strapped against his back. He left and began searching for Haiko in a massive city.
After five minutes of waiting patiently, he grabbed his bass and began to play. Awaiting her return. While he was well attuned to more poetic stylings, he had decided to try out more... Sensual songs he could use to display his appreciation for Haiko's lovely form. Intoxicating is how he would describe it.
He sat up and got up, asking, "Can I come, or should I find something else to do."