⊲⊳ʗɦɽɩʂʈɩᾳη "ʗɦɽɩʂ" Јҽɽҽɱɣ Ҥҽɣῳσσɖ⊲⊳
"A boy doesn't have to go to war to be a hero;
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Chris chuckled, nodding at Ginny. "I guess that's a good idea." he winked and squeezed her hand gently. "This is the kitchen, slash dining room, slash family room, slash office," he smirked, showing her a space that only had counters and tiled floors as an indication to where the kitchen was. It was absolutely tiny, and the table was pressed between the wall and a counter. He had a small tv and an even smaller couch pressed to opposing walls and a desk with a ratty, old chair pressed to the farthest wall, where there was a door to the balcony, as well. "This is the bathroom." Chris walked Ginny to a room right next to the closet. He opened the door and showed off his tiny shower that was in a corner, his toilet and the sink with the mirror-cabinet. This was all he could afford really. "And the bedroom." He led her right to the next room where there was a double bed, covered in a chocolate and cream colored comforter. There was a wooden dresser with a small mirror above it pressed to the wall next to the bed and a rug in the middle - which meant right between the two other pieces of furniture.
"You like it?" Chris asked his girlfriend, and Alex, whom they had found on the bed. "It's small... But it's home..." he shrugged, taking a glance at the numerous photo frames on his dresser.
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