[After all, he hadn't planned on going anywhere back in Johto... not that the real world worked like Johto. ... It was so strange. Considering this place the 'real' one again.]
[She doesn't ask him to hang up his coat or anything-- judging by the 'organized clutter' status of the entire room, she doesn't much care about that. Instead she just shoves her own boots onto a pile of newspaper by the door and then dumps her own coat on top of his before flopping down onto one end of the bed/chaotic blanketnest.]
[She pats the spot next to her-- he can sit down if he wants. There's not many other places to sit apart from the floor and the chair at the desk-- well okay there's what looks like an old beanbag in the corner but it looks like it's composed more of duct tape than fabric at this point.]
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[After all, he hadn't planned on going anywhere back in Johto... not that the real world worked like Johto. ... It was so strange. Considering this place the 'real' one again.]
[She doesn't ask him to hang up his coat or anything-- judging by the 'organized clutter' status of the entire room, she doesn't much care about that. Instead she just shoves her own boots onto a pile of newspaper by the door and then dumps her own coat on top of his before flopping down onto one end of the bed/chaotic blanketnest.]
[She pats the spot next to her-- he can sit down if he wants. There's not many other places to sit apart from the floor and the chair at the desk-- well okay there's what looks like an old beanbag in the corner but it looks like it's composed more of duct tape than fabric at this point.]