Shanna's eyes grew wide. She had indeed walked into the 1970s; The walls were a psychedelic mixture of yellows, oranges, and browns. Couches were some sort of corded material in a darker orange, with cream stripes. The carpet was burnt orange with brown swirls. There was a massive big backed TV in one corner, an old stereo system that was currently playing an old country rock station. A yellow glass partition sectioned the living area off that had shelves, along with various potted plants and knickknacks dotted about. It was lit by two red lava lamps and sconces on the walls, and across from one couch was a fireplace with a wood-burning stove giving off a lovely warm heat. It was gaudy and old; it was an orange overkill. It was horrible. But it was also homely. It felt like home.
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