[ yomi steps into the room, his hand lightly clapsed around murrs if that's the mood of the hour. he separates to lock the door either way, it closing with a satisfying click and then directs his gaze upward at the ceilings. then to the decor, the bed, with a particularly thoughtful expression and of course, a smile. ]
This room has a certain ambiance to it. I'll have to remember to tell Orange when I get back. [ who/what is orange? yomi won't explain like usual. ]
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This room has a certain ambiance to it. I'll have to remember to tell Orange when I get back. [ who/what is orange? yomi won't explain like usual. ]