"Hm…"
"What is it? Sounds like you're judging." Liz let out a sigh. "I told you not to expect anything. It's just a place to sleep. I don't really care about the apartment, never did…"
"Yeah, I can tell."
"...!"
The lack of furniture wasn't even the worst part. The paint on the walls was starting to fade. Cracks were visible all over the walls. The bed and covers were as basic as they got.
"You have a bed." Cero nodded. "I guess that's something."
"Can you stop making fun of me?" Liz muttered, pressing her lips together. "I'm gonna go change, alright?"
"Yeah, sure. Glad to hear you have clothes."
"Haha. Very funny." Liz walked away for a moment. 'I don't think I'm sweaty, but better safe than sorry. It's the first time I'm inviting someone to my house too… Should I have bought some furniture? Ugh, but I don't need any! I have my bed, my weights, my TV, my fridge, and utensils to cook with. Why should I get anything else?!'
