The little details

[white_beret]

Who: Komui Lee, Lenalee Lee
Where: Komui's room, 3A
When: Backdated to Thursday morning
Summary: Komui no longer spends his nights alone. How is he going to break this news to his sister?
Rating: PG
Warnings: None for now

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[withresolve]

"Brother!" Lenalee called, knocking on the door. "Are you busy?" Since she had yet to visit Komui in his room, and she was already feeling a bit restless that morning, Lenalee had wandered downstairs to 3A.

[white_beret]

Komui leapt like he'd been shocked, flapped his arms in mild terror, then jerked the door open.

"Lenalee! Come in!" He cried, a bit too loud and a bit too heartily. He wasn't ready for this, he hadn't even had his fourth cup of coffee yet.

[withresolve]

Lenalee noticed he was a little louder than usual. She stepped inside the room and immediately froze.

Her own room was completely sparse. That was to be expected, since she was new. But Lavi's was normal. Just how Komui had managed to recreate the mess that was his office back home was beyond her.

She carefully nudged a ball of tangled wires out of the way with her foot. As terrible - and most likely dangerous - as the mess was, it was oddly comforting and familiar.

"Where do you find all these things?" she asked.

[white_beret]

Komui brushed a large stack of papers off of the chair for her, bustling as he spoke, overly cheery.

"If you know where to look, there's a lot of stuff around. Everything in the common room is replaced at reset, so the TVs are fair game, and if you stuff your clothes with things from other facilities, you get to keep them." He picked up a toolbox and opened it, looking proud.

"I got these last year when we got into the warehouse. I also got some lovely cloth, but it's all used up now."