Yeah that seems weird . . . how are you two supposed to be super heroic when one of you is a tiny, fluffy, adorable animal?
He grinned and added, No offense.
The room had gray walls and a white ceiling. It was sparely furnished; there was a bed in the furthest corner, a black beanbag in the other, and an empty wooden bookshelf between them. A very tiny cooking area stood off to her left, and there was a door that opened into a small bathroom to her right.
Aora thought it felt very cozy.
She took the key. "Thank you," she said again, then started walking.
Second right . . . she took the second right. Third door on the left . . . aha! She inserted the key into the lock on the third door, then opened it and stepped inside.