[After climbing a few flights of stairs up to her apartment door, she opens it up and walks her into this, albeit imagine it doesn't look as...nice. The walls and floor look more worn, the room isn't as bright, there're dishes in the sink...they ain't washed. Although on closer inspection, it seems they're all takeout dishes rather than proper ones. She has one bookshelf and it's either military history or manga, there is no in between.
Her tv's a lot bigger and she's got all the game consoles tucked away beneath it. A desktop computer (also for gaming...) in between it and the bed, complete with a comfy chair. There's a table in the middle of the floor you could sit and eat at. In actual fact, the apartment's just kinda...cramped with all the shit she has lying around. Whatever attempt she makes at cleaning the place is clearly the bare minimum.
With that said, she closes locks the door behind them. Nobunaga walks over to the dining table and puts her bag on it, placing the dog food on the ground and the cake on the table.]
You can dry yourself off in the bathroom if you're still wet.
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Her tv's a lot bigger and she's got all the game consoles tucked away beneath it. A desktop computer (also for gaming...) in between it and the bed, complete with a comfy chair. There's a table in the middle of the floor you could sit and eat at. In actual fact, the apartment's just kinda...cramped with all the shit she has lying around. Whatever attempt she makes at cleaning the place is clearly the bare minimum.
With that said, she closes locks the door behind them. Nobunaga walks over to the dining table and puts her bag on it, placing the dog food on the ground and the cake on the table.]
You can dry yourself off in the bathroom if you're still wet.
[Which was her fault...]