"I should- Um, I should lend you some pyjamas, I suppose. I don't have spares for female guests, or any guests, but I have bottoms with a string to draw them tight, and plenty of shirts. ...Let me fetch some," he decided, turning away and heading down the hall.
His own room looked much like the other, though with less frills. The walls were plain, the sheets lighter in weight, and the bed curtains had been torn down at some point in frustration. It was clean, but cluttered, filled with notebooks and papers, all stacked up on books and more books. There was a computer in the corner, the only thing other than modern lighting to drag the room into the present day.
Mumbling something to himself, he began to dig through the dresser, pulling out a pair of simple black pyjama bottoms, but digging deeper for a sleeping shirt that didn't have a strange stain he'd failed to remove or burn marks from an experiment.
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Date: 2017-06-22 03:43 pm (UTC)His own room looked much like the other, though with less frills. The walls were plain, the sheets lighter in weight, and the bed curtains had been torn down at some point in frustration. It was clean, but cluttered, filled with notebooks and papers, all stacked up on books and more books. There was a computer in the corner, the only thing other than modern lighting to drag the room into the present day.
Mumbling something to himself, he began to dig through the dresser, pulling out a pair of simple black pyjama bottoms, but digging deeper for a sleeping shirt that didn't have a strange stain he'd failed to remove or burn marks from an experiment.