Caden
Location: Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
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My eyes never leave them as I nod. ”Back up the stairs, double oak doors at the end of the hall,” I tell them, letting them take us there.
I follow Nero into the hall but don’t dash after them if they decide to make a run for the last room — my room. I follow at a steady pace, my long legs eating up the distance. My hands take up their place in my pockets once more. I feel myself wound tight, but I don’t make a move, other than walking.
Once Nero opens the door, he will see the final room. My bedroom. The bed was an Alaskan king-size (currently unmade). It was massive. Truthfully, I debated on putting this in the white bedroom with the other king-size since that was the room I used when I had nighttime guests, but I decided to keep the ridiculously large bed for myself. The room was big enough for it.
The room was completely accented in golds and greens, with some recessed shelves full of books, and some plants. There was a large book nook under the window to stretch out and lounge on with gold and green pillows, and an oversized blanket. Some artwork and other pieces sat on the walls, but not much. This room was much of my sanctuary as it was my space for a reset. So, I kept it empty of most things my other rooms had.
There was no TV, but there was a record player behind one of the couches, with a few shelves of records. A liquor cabinet sat in the corner, mainly there to help on sleepless nights.
I stood in the doorway, letting Nero take their fill of the room.