[ Oh. That. Rohan sets his hand on his forehead for just a second, rubbing at it, pushing a few pieces of hair away. ]
I'm trying something... Different. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. My hair is a pain to maintain and Jotaro has suggested letting it grow a little. Not too much. I have been seeing what I look like without it when I'm at home.
[ It's like trying to explain complex algebra when he doesn't know a thing about it... He's not even totally sure why he's experimenting. ]
Not that I can see it since I can't look at mirrors. I have to take Jotaro's word for it.
[ Whenever they get to where they need to be, Rohan shoulders open his bedroom door. Neat and clean and not reeking of paint like the apartment. All of that is in another room over. There is a GIGANTIC mattress on the floor stacked high with what must be a dozen or so quilts and blankets. It gets cold up here! He has a cute little bookshelf by the wall filled to the brim with sketch diaries and little framed drawings of his taking up gaps on the shelves. As at the shop, there is a sketch of Vietnam, another of Jotaro, one of a nondescript goat demon who lives in the castle with them. The last one is a reproduction of one of his Pink Dark Boy cover pieces he did for fun and to see if he still remembered how to draw it. On the other side of the room is a standing wardrobe surely filled with all of his fashion atrocities and other notions.
A couple of books sit neatly atop his bedding with one of them open and being held down gently with a pencil. ]
Don't touch anything unless you ask. I keep this place pristine. What do you think?
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I'm trying something... Different. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. My hair is a pain to maintain and Jotaro has suggested letting it grow a little. Not too much. I have been seeing what I look like without it when I'm at home.
[ It's like trying to explain complex algebra when he doesn't know a thing about it... He's not even totally sure why he's experimenting. ]
Not that I can see it since I can't look at mirrors. I have to take Jotaro's word for it.
[ Whenever they get to where they need to be, Rohan shoulders open his bedroom door. Neat and clean and not reeking of paint like the apartment. All of that is in another room over. There is a GIGANTIC mattress on the floor stacked high with what must be a dozen or so quilts and blankets. It gets cold up here! He has a cute little bookshelf by the wall filled to the brim with sketch diaries and little framed drawings of his taking up gaps on the shelves. As at the shop, there is a sketch of Vietnam, another of Jotaro, one of a nondescript goat demon who lives in the castle with them. The last one is a reproduction of one of his Pink Dark Boy cover pieces he did for fun and to see if he still remembered how to draw it. On the other side of the room is a standing wardrobe surely filled with all of his fashion atrocities and other notions.
A couple of books sit neatly atop his bedding with one of them open and being held down gently with a pencil. ]
Don't touch anything unless you ask. I keep this place pristine. What do you think?