[ elena thinks to tell him that she's fine standing, but considering what he said he'd do earlier, she sulkily walks over towards an armchair in what appears to be a forgotten living room. it's a compromise, and one of the only few she thinks she's willing to give. sitting on the chair, she's on the edge of the cushion before she slides back, looking very small in the otherwise big chair.
she looks around the living room, brow furrowed as she tries to take it all in. ]
This is so strange.
[ no one is here, but this house has clearly been lived in. it was once a home to someone who's gone. where did they go? ]
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she looks around the living room, brow furrowed as she tries to take it all in. ]
This is so strange.
[ no one is here, but this house has clearly been lived in. it was once a home to someone who's gone. where did they go? ]