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The house is pretty nice.

Aleksander and Xavier's little tour is
getting in the way of my planning but
it's actually funny, I've never seen
someone get so excited about decor.

So far we've been in a small library,
three studies, a gym, twelve bedrooms,
and nine bathrooms. Everything is
already furnished, most of it is modern
white and grey furniture but I'm
not trying to live here so I'll leave it be.

This place has great lighting, there
are so many windows, none of them
look hideous and the large windows
fit the areas they put them in.

Xavier's favorite thing is the bedrooms
because of all the decorative
pillows and fancy headboards,
and Aleksander is obsessed with
the staircase and all the wood railing.

I don't even try to question it because
they might scold me if I disagree.

I slept on the way here which wasn't
a great decision because I "somehow"
ended up on Aleksanders side of
the car, and yes we have separate sides.

But back to the house, there is a balcony
in the main bedroom that wraps
around the whole house and connects to
a few different rooms.

Most of the bedrooms are on the third
floor, if you haven't noticed Aleksander
has a thing with the number three.

Anyways, the bedrooms on the third
floor all have bathrooms and one of
the bedrooms is connected to the other
so they share a bathroom and a closet.

Then above the third floor is an attic
that looks like it was straight out of a
horror movie, the basement is the same.

The second floor is mostly just studies
that are connected to one
library and empty rooms
for the owner's personal interest.

We haven't been in the garage yet
but from what Aleksander said it's
like my old house, underground
but has a driveway that goes up.

"Oh God-" Xavier says, grabbing
Aleksanders shoulder. He laughs
and looks at Xavier with amusement

"What's wrong? it's one of the most common countertops, I see marble everywhere," Aleksander says like
marble is cheap and accessible to
everyone. Xavier points toward one
of the glass backdoors and says

"The yard!" both of their faces light up
and they swiftly walk toward
the back door, Xavier pulls it open and practically runs out.
Aleksander laughs and turns to me

"Come here,"

He puts his hand out for me to take,
I look down and forget everything that
has happened and allow myself to go
along with his act, I take his hand and
let him lead me outside, onto the patio.