"Unfortunately." Percy sighs. "He's not a bad sort, but I've lost the taste for bunking with strangers - and he has a habit of bringing people back to the room without warning."
That seems to be the way of things around here - in a few weeks' time, he's witnessed more public sex than in an his years before - but there's not much of a respite when his bedroom isn't his alone.
But that's neither here nor there, once he reaches the head of the stairs. The room is bare, but it's bright, and Vex will have it fixed up in no time. There's enough space for a bit of furniture besides a bed, even - he can imagine a small desk in front of one of the windows, perhaps a bookcase. And then he realizes he's envisioning the decor he'd select for a space they'd share, and he makes himself stop.
It takes him a moment to answer her question, looking for a reply that doesn't feel either overly enthusiastic or damning with faint praise, but the smile he wears as he looks around might be an answer in itself. "It's wonderful, Vex. You've really chosen well."
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That seems to be the way of things around here - in a few weeks' time, he's witnessed more public sex than in an his years before - but there's not much of a respite when his bedroom isn't his alone.
But that's neither here nor there, once he reaches the head of the stairs. The room is bare, but it's bright, and Vex will have it fixed up in no time. There's enough space for a bit of furniture besides a bed, even - he can imagine a small desk in front of one of the windows, perhaps a bookcase. And then he realizes he's envisioning the decor he'd select for a space they'd share, and he makes himself stop.
It takes him a moment to answer her question, looking for a reply that doesn't feel either overly enthusiastic or damning with faint praise, but the smile he wears as he looks around might be an answer in itself. "It's wonderful, Vex. You've really chosen well."