[ Dorothea's room comes with all the standard decor as the other student dorms, issued in Black Eagle shades of red. Against the far wall stands a shelf with a row of plain-looking books, and she pulls one of those and holds it to her chest. Coming back to the door, she pokes her head out to glance around the courtyard, and when she deems the coast to be clear, she beckons for Claude to come inside with a tug on his wrist.
Once inside, she quickly closes the doors. It's easier to note all the little touches that mark the space as hers, upon closer inspection. There's a softly heady floral scent that permeates the air thanks to a bouquet of roses on a small table in the corner, and an enameled jewelry box next to a wrought silver stand mirror on her chest of drawers. A poster for one of Manuela's old shows hangs on the wall.
Upon closer inspection, the book is wrapped in brown paper cover. When she hands it to him, there's a definite weight to it for a book that size. ]
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Once inside, she quickly closes the doors. It's easier to note all the little touches that mark the space as hers, upon closer inspection. There's a softly heady floral scent that permeates the air thanks to a bouquet of roses on a small table in the corner, and an enameled jewelry box next to a wrought silver stand mirror on her chest of drawers. A poster for one of Manuela's old shows hangs on the wall.
Upon closer inspection, the book is wrapped in brown paper cover. When she hands it to him, there's a definite weight to it for a book that size. ]
Take the wrapper off and tell me what you think.