Thuck.
Thuck.
Thuck.
Rufus was steadily hitting his head against the window. As soon as they had entered the suite, Ron had fallen asleep on the bed, without even bothering to change or get under the covers. He hadn't even sung a lullaby to Rufus. The naked mole rat was very tired. Rufus was slowly falling asleep even without his lullaby.
The window was opened slightly with the mole rat's every hit, so slightly the sleepy rodent didn't notice. Finally the window came open enough that Rufus tumbled out into the rain. He landed a puddle on the red canopy covering the entrance to the hotel. Rufus waded through the puddle to climb down one of the metal legs.
Rufus started to go into the front door of the hotel, but there was a party going on. The people saw the hairless rodent and began to react fearfully. Bottles, glasses, and assorted dishes started flying his way. Rufus danced and dodged as the barrage followed him outside. The manager's son looked up to see the ruckus, dropped his DS for the first and probably last time, and tried to help Rufus.
"Stop! Stop!"
Rufus was trying to keep his balance on the wet sidewalk. The barrage of dinnerware had pushed him to the edge of the street. He slipped.
"No!"
The rainwater swept Rufus away. The boy tried to catch him, but the little rodent was washed away into a storm drain, leaving the boy with little more than a wet arm.