Jake's Room

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The very epitome of run-down-apartment chic, Jake's bedroom is relatively stark. There isn't even a bed, just a long, sad looking couch, with a secret, light-tight compartment where one my expect to find a fold-out bed hidden. There is one window, which has been boarded up from the inside, an attempt to keep out the light, though cracks exist where one might peep out to see.

An old floor lamp, an empty box-crate, and a decrepit looking dresser with a mirror dusty on the edges are the only other pieces of furniture. There's a pile of laundry in one corner, whether it's clean or dirty is not immediately apparent. A guitar has been propped up against the arm of the couch. The dresser is covered in pillar candles and shiny jewelry, combs, makeup, and other feminine items, the sudden clutter seeming somewhat out of place with the emptiness of the rest of the room.

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