Vesmore got up from his seat and walked over to Lars.
"So where are we going?" Asked the young warlock.
"Uh …" The purple man looked to the side before facing him again, "My room."
"What?" He raised an eyebrow in confusion, "Why there?"
"Well it's either my bedroom, the kitchen, the living room, the washroom, or one of the bathrooms. The kitchen and living room are too close to the dining room for Cemari's comfort."
"Are there any guest rooms here?" Asked Vesmore.
The purple man shook his head, "No, just two bedrooms. One of them belongs to my daughter and she's currently busy with her homework so I'd rather not disturb her like this. Would you rather stay in the bathroom or washroom for a while?"
The young warlock sighed as he looked down, "No, I don't!"
"Then I guess we're going to my bedroom!" Stated Lars.
