{Melisa}
As they entered Armia's room, Melisa gasped softly.
[This is...] She raised a brow. [Not what I was expecting.]
Pink.
That was all she could see, all around her. She'd stepped into a pink and fluffy abyss, with plush pillows, a carpeted floor, and stuffed animals scattered across the room.
Melisa looked up at the woman and then back at everything around her.
[Is this really Armia's room?] Melisa thought. [She didn't accidentally take me to her little sister's room, or something, did she?]
There was one thing that hinted at this actually being Armia's room, and that was how everything in the room was oversized. From the enormous bed to the floor-length mirror and the spacious closet.
It made sense, given Armia's towering stature, but it only added to the surreal feeling of being in such a... unexpectedly feminine space.
Armia cleared her throat, drawing Melisa's attention back to her.
