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Been cleaning up the room and watching it vomit up its contents in mere hours. Need to stop cleaning and hiding things away when clearly my room has a mind of its own, perhaps a dirty one. Yes, it likes to be messy. The spiders like it messy, and have claimed their corners. Room does not like the polishing, the grooming, of a character not meant to be pristine. Look me in the eyes. Give me grit any day.