Tch... [This isn't his real home, that much he knows. Still, Bakura pushes past and steps inside, taking a look around.
It was a bit of a mess, with the furniture all pushed aside to make room for the four-mattress and blanket "nest" in the corner of the room and in front of the bedroom door.
It doesn't ring any bells, but...it certainly looks like something he'd do.]
I guess this is mine. [He walks over, crouching down to peer at some blood stains on the mattress. Hm...]
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It was a bit of a mess, with the furniture all pushed aside to make room for the four-mattress and blanket "nest" in the corner of the room and in front of the bedroom door.
It doesn't ring any bells, but...it certainly looks like something he'd do.]
I guess this is mine. [He walks over, crouching down to peer at some blood stains on the mattress. Hm...]