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(Aloysious på bilden. SNÄLLA, STJÄL INTE MINA HISTORIER ELLER IDEER. :( )
Bestämde mig för att dela upp texten på två delar så det inte blev så mycket "WALL OF TEXT" XD
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Aleth had expected the rooms they arrived at to have been as pristine and simple as Aloysious office, but once again he'd failed to read the man properly. His suite, their... suite now, seemed to betray no eccentricity other than that which would be naturally warranted to a teacher. Of course, it was tastefully furnished with a touch of classic elegance - something he wasn't overly surprised about, considering the man's nature, what he could see, anyway; it was also rather messy.
Just at that moment he realized the room had almost swayed his attention from the monstrosity they've left behind them outside, something he was really happy about at the very moment. Aloysious released his shoulder as he closed the door behind them and moved further into the hall, toeing off his shoes in the process. "Please remove your shoes, if you will. I'd rather not clean too much."
That was an understatement, Aleth decided. The tables, chairs, shelves, couches, and even the floor were all littered primarily with papers and books, though the occasional knickknack shoved above the sea of decay. Aleth caught sight of an old record player as they passed through the main room and arched and eyebrow; okay, maybe a little eccentric...
Aleth almost snorted, rolling his eyes behind Aloysious back. "More like you never clean at all..." he said absently, taking a peek inside one of the side rooms, discovering a large two size bed with two night stands. He promptly blushed and hastily ducked out from the room. Why did his brain always provide questionable mental images to whatever he connected to Aloysious... and himself? He tried to school the flush down to a tint before facing the older man again.
--who seemed to have the gall to study him with an amused smile. "What?" Aleth said irritably, looking sideways and ending up resting his eyes on a big ornate clock on the wall. How could the vampire be so messy and at the same time have such an impeccable taste?
Aloysious chuckled. "Nothing. You just seem a little more... animated now. It’s almost refreshing," he turned and headed down the hall to the kitchen. "Would you like something to drink? Tea? Coffe? ...Brandy?" Aleth almost thought he’d add ‘Blood’ to the options, but shook his head to clear his mind.
"Just... water, thanks" he mumbled, trailing after his companion, somewhat sullen.
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