May 13, 2021
@abindingspell
That was right...The city liked to assign random housing, how could he forget. His roommate was a very interesting looking fellow to say the least. If there was someone Octavo should probably try to get along with, it should be his roommate.
“(Ah, there are my things.)” His gilded lute had been leaned against the wall, with his special locket hanging off of it as well. It was good to see he wouldn’t have to work for those things again.
Then, his roommate.
“Uh, hey.” Nailed it. No matter how many times he would come back here, this was always the worst part.