HISTORY OF HISTORY
Sitting there in an unknown house yet not feeling scared is ...
Something . If not much .
The distant colours of his house are not at all themed , just randomly put together . And the mess is unbelievable . The living room and background area were surprisingly clean and aesthetic to look . But , goddamn it , this room holds everything of months , if not for a year .The balled up pages , open pen caps , ruined photos , test tubes , finished drinks , chalk , paints , brushes , you name it .
This is by far , from what I gather , this is his living area .
Not of the house , his .
Every breathing second of his he must spend it here to keep it this clean , you know . Note the sarcasm .
However , thankfully , every such thing is tossled to a corner before we came which means he was planning to clean it .
When that's gonna happen , lord knows not .