[ The lion's share of the apartment is an open plan lounge with the kitchen overlooking it, branching off into corridors at the far end. Opposite the kitchen area is the living room with a couch backing the long window that looks down on Central, armchairs surrounding it littered in shirts, magazines, used coffee mugs and plates on the table. It's messy and lived-in but not overwhelmingly untidy. ]
You can put your stuff wherever you want.
[ He nods to lead her to the bedrooms, peeking into Billy's (strangely immaculate) then his old one AKA Chrissy's (girlier than it's been before), and finally Eddie's ... where the man himself is deep asleep in the messiest room of all, metal band posters stuck everywhere and a sea of black shirts covering the floor along with discarded clothes; Steve's half of the room is relatively tidy by comparison.
He pulls a guilty face of Oops to back them out. ]
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You can put your stuff wherever you want.
[ He nods to lead her to the bedrooms, peeking into Billy's (strangely immaculate) then his old one AKA Chrissy's (girlier than it's been before), and finally Eddie's ... where the man himself is deep asleep in the messiest room of all, metal band posters stuck everywhere and a sea of black shirts covering the floor along with discarded clothes; Steve's half of the room is relatively tidy by comparison.
He pulls a guilty face of Oops to back them out. ]