i’ve never been happier to watch people furnish their fictional house for an hour
consider: monogrammed towels and jester’s pictures framed on the wall, everyone arguing over who used whose shampoo, using the shit out of the happy room for pillow forts and nap piles when someone’s especially sad. caduceus sunbathing on the roof with daylight cast on a hand mirror or something. yeza trying to hide how happy he is to have someplace so much bigger than their old house, a place he could maybe, maybe bring luke to run around in someday.
a house caleb doesn’t have to be afraid of burning to the ground because it’s stone. the first place that beau and fjord and jester have to call home that’s actually theirs. dancing on the roof under the christmas lights in the garden.
