[Vander slowly opened the door and peered inside. The room looked similar to his own in that it was sparse, but she had clearly started some decorating. He walked in a moment after, promptly shutting the door so that there was limited opportunity for someone to view him entering the place. They both knew who.
He walked further inside, examining all the doodles on the walls. She had a particular art style he noted, different and matured since she had been scribbling in a book at the Drop.]
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He walked further inside, examining all the doodles on the walls. She had a particular art style he noted, different and matured since she had been scribbling in a book at the Drop.]
I hate how white everything is in these places.