After looking through a series of rooms that Euphae found uninteresting, though they were obviously planned out and well furnished, none of them suited Euphae's taste. She spent a lot of time to herself, so she wanted to pick a room that she deemed perfect. After trying seven or eight other doors, Euphae was certain that the room she currently stood in was hers. She took the placard from it's place and slid the pen from the little compartment under it. On the card she wrote "Phae", decorating the border with stars and asterisks. After placing the card back into it's slot, Euphae wandered back into the entrance hall to retrieve her bags.
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