“Sit down. “ Dave waved his hand flippantly toward a brown couch that was a little on the rough side. The cushions were worn and part of the wooden frame was showing on the armrests. A brown and tan blanket was thrown over the back. There a couple random small pillows—blue and orange. They didn’t go with the color scheme at all.
I took a seat on the edge of the couch, making it quiet obvious that I didn’t want to be close to him. He watched me for a moment. Satisfied that I wasn’t going to go anywhere, he walked over to the desk that was pushed to the other side of the wall. It was angled to face the door, the right side pressed against the wall and the other side facing me. The room was so small that I was impressed that he’d been able to fit a couch and a desk inside of it.
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