I'll come find you. I don't want you to hurt yourself looking for me.
[Aunamee's apartment is pristine, but not eerily so. Everything made of fabric (bedsheets, sofa cover, curtains) is stark white, but other colors make appearances, too -- wooden clocks (there are ten in all, including a grandfather clock), steel appliances, vibrant flowers and verdant potted plants. It looks like something straight out of a magazine, this apartment.
The only issue is that it maybe smells a little too clean.
Aunamee knocks when he arrives, still somewhat wobbly in his unfamiliar body. He brought a knife and a gun -- just in case.]
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[Aunamee's apartment is pristine, but not eerily so. Everything made of fabric (bedsheets, sofa cover, curtains) is stark white, but other colors make appearances, too -- wooden clocks (there are ten in all, including a grandfather clock), steel appliances, vibrant flowers and verdant potted plants. It looks like something straight out of a magazine, this apartment.
The only issue is that it maybe smells a little too clean.
Aunamee knocks when he arrives, still somewhat wobbly in his unfamiliar body. He brought a knife and a gun -- just in case.]