this may hurt a little, but it's something you'll get used to
[It's just a bedroom; the same, plain one as always. Planned to move or not, Allen was still in the west wing, in the same room he'd ended up with when he arrived.
The scene inside isn't so different from usual, either. The typical furniture, with the same violin taking up the only seat in the room.
And of course, Allen. His back is to the open door as he pulls on a gray hoodie with orange trim, before zipping it up and attempting to adjust it enough to at least be somewhat comfortable. But it doesn't really seem to be going well, and the young man sighs, running a hand through his hair.]
...that spoiled brat of a Sister...
[Wait. That hand doesn't look quite right, does it? Far too dark for someone that was supposed to be getting paler by the day...]
((ooc; Hobollen's Fourteenth has been dragged out by one of his dear sisters. Sliiiightly backdated to before Road's Dream post. Have at~))
The scene inside isn't so different from usual, either. The typical furniture, with the same violin taking up the only seat in the room.
And of course, Allen. His back is to the open door as he pulls on a gray hoodie with orange trim, before zipping it up and attempting to adjust it enough to at least be somewhat comfortable. But it doesn't really seem to be going well, and the young man sighs, running a hand through his hair.]
...that spoiled brat of a Sister...
[Wait. That hand doesn't look quite right, does it? Far too dark for someone that was supposed to be getting paler by the day...]
((ooc; Hobollen's Fourteenth has been dragged out by one of his dear sisters. Sliiiightly backdated to before Road's Dream post. Have at~))