[Get the biggest part over with. He starts conjuring that room up from memory. It stayed the same almost all of his life so it isn't harder. Posters on the walls, the window looking out onto the sea. The achingly hot summer and his fan. Computers, turntables, tv monitor, wardrobifier. Puppets and hats at the foot of the bed, SBAHJ merch scattered around. Lil Cal, without the katana, in his Derse pjs. The TV screen currently showing Geromy, after Dirk's conscious choice not to keep it flickering through his salacious ironic (?) animal people things, because let's just not put Dave through that when puppets are also in the room. Those stupid pictures of Starsky and Hutch. Seagulls, the sord tucked safely away, the rocketboard nearly set aside. A few robot parts here or there but no loose weapons.
Despite himself, an overwhelming sense of... boredom. Sort of. Tired, lonely boredom and isolation. There is no one in this house. There is no one in this house. Dirk is alone and even his own mind can't trick Lil Cal into being alive. Everything is so quiet, and nothing inside a house makes a noise without Dirk having intended that.]
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[Get the biggest part over with. He starts conjuring that room up from memory. It stayed the same almost all of his life so it isn't harder. Posters on the walls, the window looking out onto the sea. The achingly hot summer and his fan. Computers, turntables, tv monitor, wardrobifier. Puppets and hats at the foot of the bed, SBAHJ merch scattered around. Lil Cal, without the katana, in his Derse pjs. The TV screen currently showing Geromy, after Dirk's conscious choice not to keep it flickering through his salacious ironic (?) animal people things, because let's just not put Dave through that when puppets are also in the room. Those stupid pictures of Starsky and Hutch. Seagulls, the sord tucked safely away, the rocketboard nearly set aside. A few robot parts here or there but no loose weapons.
Despite himself, an overwhelming sense of... boredom. Sort of. Tired, lonely boredom and isolation. There is no one in this house. There is no one in this house. Dirk is alone and even his own mind can't trick Lil Cal into being alive. Everything is so quiet, and nothing inside a house makes a noise without Dirk having intended that.]
So... yeah. Welcome to my bedroom.