Nice to meet you. [He gives that duffel bag an apprehensive once-over, resisting the urge to lift an eyebrow in question and instead turns to lead the way inside.] Um... my room's this way.
[And he leads the younger boy down the corridor that would lead to his room. Behind one of the doors they pass by, the faint sounds of scratching and whining can be heard, but he ignores it for the time being, pushing open the door that would lead to his own room.]
We just moved here and then there was the draft, so... [It's... pretty bare-bones as far as a bedroom goes right now, with just a bed, dresser and desk. And the typical teenage-boy pile of clothes in one corner. Almost painfully bland, really.]
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[And he leads the younger boy down the corridor that would lead to his room. Behind one of the doors they pass by, the faint sounds of scratching and whining can be heard, but he ignores it for the time being, pushing open the door that would lead to his own room.]
We just moved here and then there was the draft, so... [It's... pretty bare-bones as far as a bedroom goes right now, with just a bed, dresser and desk. And the typical teenage-boy pile of clothes in one corner. Almost painfully bland, really.]