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“It’s up in the tower! I thought you’d like it up here because you can smoke without anyone else complaining about the smell.”
“There’s a ceiling hatch at the top of these stairs, see?”
“You go in first! I wanna see your reaction.”
“…Yeah, sure.”

“Weeell?”
“What do you think?”
Bed. Hammock. Shelves. Stairs. Open window.
This room wasn’t exclusively designed to sleep, now was it, Ricki, hmmmm?
that was a lot of comic buildup
…This room is surprisingly cheery for a Goth-flavored cultist.
That isn’t the bed from the sexy bat armour picture, though the picture did say that was her bond dungeon…