[It's surprisingly cluttered. It's not a pig sty, but the room clearly runs on the principle of organized mess.
The bed is unmade. Vending machine items are collected in a corner, gathering mass. Some of the nicer looking ones like the poutpourri and in-vitro rose sit on her desk, as if to give it some charm, but the effect is ruined by that being the epicenter of the mess. Bowls are under the chair, and papers strewn all across the writing surface. It looks like she might have been in the middle of something there.]
Are you advising to let someone else do my job for me?
[Rin closes the door behind them, and folds her arms.]
I would have stayed silent, if I was the type of person who could be satisfied by taking the easy route.
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The bed is unmade. Vending machine items are collected in a corner, gathering mass. Some of the nicer looking ones like the poutpourri and in-vitro rose sit on her desk, as if to give it some charm, but the effect is ruined by that being the epicenter of the mess. Bowls are under the chair, and papers strewn all across the writing surface. It looks like she might have been in the middle of something there.]
Are you advising to let someone else do my job for me?
[Rin closes the door behind them, and folds her arms.]
I would have stayed silent, if I was the type of person who could be satisfied by taking the easy route.