[ It had taken Yuuri awhile to figure out where he was going. Everything since arriving on planet had been such a ridiculous whirlwind of activity that he felt lost just trying to look at the other people around him. The sticker slapped on his chest didn't help him actually find where house #25 was supposed to be, and the declaration of what his hobbies were didn't help. Sure, saying he liked figure skating and dogs was innocent enough, but "eating katsudon" wasn't helpful and a little embarrassing, really! ]
[ When he did finally find the place, he at least knocked first, before pushing open the door, sticking his head in curiously. ]
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[ When he did finally find the place, he at least knocked first, before pushing open the door, sticking his head in curiously. ]
H-hello...?