[It's okay, Leon doesn't quite know what "corporeal" means. But it sounds like it's something he's really happy to be. He closes the door behind Tanaka with a sigh of relief at his own corporealness.
His place is a one-bedroom, and eclectically furnished; all of the stuff in it is to his tastes, but not necessarily matching one another. It's just stuff he thought looked cool in the catalog and decided he wanted in his house, because what other kind of thing would you put in your house? His couch is huge and plush, upholstered in leather, definitely the most important piece of furniture in his apartment. There's a coffee table, an end table, a coat rack, a really soft rug; most of it's sort of industrial or tacky-looking. The walls have band posters, and a guitar case leaning up against one of them. The whole place isn't tidy, but it's not a total mess, at least. There's some organized disorganization going on in here, in true teenage boy fashion.
Leon leads Gundam into the place, scrubbing both hands through his hair in a quick, frustrated gesture--but he's also just glad to feel like he's actually living in this world again. It's been a rough few days.]
Shit, man. They--they completely fucked me over! It ain't just me, right? I've been hearin' all kinds of stuff, but I--I couldn't see, it was like I just wasn't there! I'd look at my hand in front o' my face and nothin'! I'd look in the mirror and see right through myself! I thought I was goin' crazy! Or maybe just--fuck, forget it, I don't even wanna think about that.
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His place is a one-bedroom, and eclectically furnished; all of the stuff in it is to his tastes, but not necessarily matching one another. It's just stuff he thought looked cool in the catalog and decided he wanted in his house, because what other kind of thing would you put in your house? His couch is huge and plush, upholstered in leather, definitely the most important piece of furniture in his apartment. There's a coffee table, an end table, a coat rack, a really soft rug; most of it's sort of industrial or tacky-looking. The walls have band posters, and a guitar case leaning up against one of them. The whole place isn't tidy, but it's not a total mess, at least. There's some organized disorganization going on in here, in true teenage boy fashion.
Leon leads Gundam into the place, scrubbing both hands through his hair in a quick, frustrated gesture--but he's also just glad to feel like he's actually living in this world again. It's been a rough few days.]
Shit, man. They--they completely fucked me over! It ain't just me, right? I've been hearin' all kinds of stuff, but I--I couldn't see, it was like I just wasn't there! I'd look at my hand in front o' my face and nothin'! I'd look in the mirror and see right through myself! I thought I was goin' crazy! Or maybe just--fuck, forget it, I don't even wanna think about that.