[ andyr wiggles as he squirms to the side, making room for adam, with a hand reaching out to pat the empty space. for you, boo. ]
I think if it were actual walls, I'd hate it. [ like if it were a cement or wood ceiling. he'd want big windows, at least. the moira always made him feel more trapped than safe, but this room feels free, in a way. ]
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I think if it were actual walls, I'd hate it. [ like if it were a cement or wood ceiling. he'd want big windows, at least. the moira always made him feel more trapped than safe, but this room feels free, in a way. ]