Rumi's Room
After what I could describe as a satisfying and fulfilling rest alongside her, Rumi started touring me in their house. Like she mentioned before, most of the rooms were empty or used as storage for things that weren’t being used anymore.
And it was especially so when we reached the second floor. Apart from her room which was located on the rightmost side, every room we passed by was unoccupied.
The master’s bedroom was locked since it’s the place her father stays in whenever he returns home.
As the tour was happening, I noticed that Rumi once again failed to rein in her gloominess. No matter how she tried to cover it up, her loneliness brought about by the fact that she had this whole place all by herself was sticking out.
Because of that, when we reached her room, I closed into her once again before suggesting that play something.