"Come on in, Connor," Annabelle's voice can be heard through the door. Yes, she can recognize his knock, it's a thing.
Once, the room didn't curve sharply to the left, but that was before Annabelle demolished a wall to give herself more space. The room is actually starting to look like a place someone lives, as opposed to a storage facility that's sometimes used as a horizontal surface for sleeping.
Which is likely Connor's influence at work.
If you go around the corner, there's a couch that the two of them have spent a lot of time on. Annabelle is sprawled out on the couch, and she smiles when she sees him.
She's wearing the birthday present he got her, and....not much else. Well, unless you count large amounts of red ribbon, anyway. That? Can be blamed on Sirkka.
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Date: 2011-06-05 10:32 pm (UTC)Once, the room didn't curve sharply to the left, but that was before Annabelle demolished a wall to give herself more space. The room is actually starting to look like a place someone lives, as opposed to a storage facility that's sometimes used as a horizontal surface for sleeping.
Which is likely Connor's influence at work.
If you go around the corner, there's a couch that the two of them have spent a lot of time on. Annabelle is sprawled out on the couch, and she smiles when she sees him.
She's wearing the birthday present he got her, and....not much else. Well, unless you count large amounts of red ribbon, anyway. That? Can be blamed on Sirkka.