"Right by the fireplace," Darlington says, smiling when she gestures vaguely in that direction. "And the stereo was on the bookshelf that used to be...there, along the wall." His grin turns softer, more thoughtful. "Which I know you remember, from that day we got caught in the rain."
He laughs at her next observation. "I could point out that this isn't the entrance hall, because you enter into the foyer when you come in the front door," he says. "But you're also not wrong, Alex. It's...all about making a statement."
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Date: 2020-07-23 03:04 am (UTC)He laughs at her next observation. "I could point out that this isn't the entrance hall, because you enter into the foyer when you come in the front door," he says. "But you're also not wrong, Alex. It's...all about making a statement."