[ He would be thrilled to be king consort. She can have all the power, boss him around, he is so fine with that. Like, beyond fine. ]
Oh, it's this...uh, book series. The staircases change, doesn't matter. [ He'll tip his head at them, then start to lead the way. There's some familiar looking landmarks, so he thinks maybe he has an idea where they're going, and they're close.
He'd taken some handy advice and put a makeshift sign on his door, Dean's Room, so that helps while they're walking, and he can proudly show off like yeah, I got this.
And luckily, he hasn't been here long enough to junk it up. There's some empty beer bottles on the nightstand, a flannel or two thrown over a chair in the corner. A little messy, but not filthy. ]
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Oh, it's this...uh, book series. The staircases change, doesn't matter. [ He'll tip his head at them, then start to lead the way. There's some familiar looking landmarks, so he thinks maybe he has an idea where they're going, and they're close.
He'd taken some handy advice and put a makeshift sign on his door, Dean's Room, so that helps while they're walking, and he can proudly show off like yeah, I got this.
And luckily, he hasn't been here long enough to junk it up. There's some empty beer bottles on the nightstand, a flannel or two thrown over a chair in the corner. A little messy, but not filthy. ]
Home sweet home.