Fausta's Apartment

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Fausta lives on the top-most floor of a huge abandoned skyscraper on the outskirts of the city. The apartment is a literal maze of rooms and doors, and only she has a map, in her head--the key to putting things where they actually are. Each room is overflowing in florescent, lively colors, and has worn oak furniture similar in extravagance to that of a queen. The outer rooms are lined with floor-to-ceiling windows that give a clear of view of the whole countryside or the whole city, depending what side of the apartment you're on.
Fausta's favorite room is facing the city, and is the most sparse on the whole floor, making it simpler to manipulate. It only contains a brightly colored couch overflowing with stuffed animals and pillows, a coffee table with a delicate tea set, and a hard metal chair set facing the couch with its back to the line of windows.

 

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☆〖 𝕱 𝖆 𝖛 𝖘 𝖙 𝖆 𝕱 𝖎 𝖓 𝖐 𝖊 𝖑 〗☆
☪ And when you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

Fausta huffed into her favorite room, kicked off her shoes by the door. It had been a long morning, filled with careful mathematical equations and hastily transferred illusions. Her servants and followers had been getting around too easily lately; it was time to rearrange the rooms. And to do that, she had to rely on precise mathematical patterns to ensure the confusion and misery of her people. Sometimes, placing everything randomly just didn't do the trick.
"Boy, what a long day it's been. I might have to send for a child in the street soon. If you don't mind," she said sweetly, stretching her arms above her head in a wide yawn. The butler nervously poured her a cup of tea, murmured "yes Miss Finkel," and hurried out of the room.
She plopped onto the sofa, and a mass of stuffed animals collapsed on top of her. She giggled with girlish delight.
"Heehee, Mr. Piggy, that's my face! Out of the way!" she exclaimed, playfully threw a stuffed pig over her shoulder, into the plushie mass. She flicked a chunk of bangs out of her eyes. The action released a shower of pink glitter that settled on her cheeks.
"I do hope that butler doesn't take too long. He's been getting comfortable, may be time for a new one."
She leaned forward and took a sip of tea.