But, satisfied she's scalded at least some of the nasty little things, she leaves them there (for some poor sucker to drink, I guess) and backtracks to the main room.]
Hey, those roses were an invasive species. Or something. They deserved it? Maybe???
You return to the main room, and it's still empty of people—though there are indeed all sorts of signs of how lived-in and perhaps even loved the space is. The scattered tsums could only belong to Sashay, for example, and there's a pile of books on one of the coffee tables.
Just beyond, there's the entrance to what looks like a long hallway of bedrooms.
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But, satisfied she's scalded at least some of the nasty little things, she leaves them there (for some poor sucker to drink, I guess) and backtracks to the main room.]
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You return to the main room, and it's still empty of people—though there are indeed all sorts of signs of how lived-in and perhaps even loved the space is. The scattered tsums could only belong to Sashay, for example, and there's a pile of books on one of the coffee tables.
Just beyond, there's the entrance to what looks like a long hallway of bedrooms.
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That done, yes, the hallway.]
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(It had felt a bit giddy to hold them, actually.)
You continue to the hallway, which has... uh, kind of a lot of bedrooms, in fact.