[the first thing they are greeted with upon entering is a trombone, lying directly in the entrance to the room on its side, sure to trip anyone trying to enter the room. thanks, sans.
once you're done tripping over yourselves to get in, the sight that greets faize and hinata is ... not... pretty.
there are socks and papers thrown haphazardly everywhere. some papers are creased beyond belief, while others are nice and smooth. there's a few bottles of empty condiments. all the sheets and blankets have been ripped off the mattress and form a weird, creasy ball on top of it. the pillows are everywhere. in an unoccupied corner, there is a literal self-sustaining trash tornado. it is mostly made of papers and socks, with one plate of spaghetti in it. like so.
... the good news is, it doesn't smell bad at all! even the spaghetti plate is relatively fresh. it turns out skeletons just don't have body odor. SMALL FAVORS.]
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once you're done tripping over yourselves to get in, the sight that greets faize and hinata is ... not... pretty.
there are socks and papers thrown haphazardly everywhere. some papers are creased beyond belief, while others are nice and smooth. there's a few bottles of empty condiments. all the sheets and blankets have been ripped off the mattress and form a weird, creasy ball on top of it. the pillows are everywhere. in an unoccupied corner, there is a literal self-sustaining trash tornado. it is mostly made of papers and socks, with one plate of spaghetti in it. like so.
... the good news is, it doesn't smell bad at all! even the spaghetti plate is relatively fresh. it turns out skeletons just don't have body odor. SMALL FAVORS.]