Literature
It's not just this one time
Dlex stopped putting the clothes in the dark mahogany chest, and looked up at Cinders with disbelief. Who, herself, shrugged.
"I just don't see why it matters?"
The two were in the bunker room, and of course, it was extremely tidy. No paint was chipping or peeling on the white walls, and the four
bunks had their dark colored sheets nicely folded, with the pillows propped up. The desk was organized, and the chest, which was currently in use, was in very good shape.
Not all of the rooms in the Resistance's base were this tidy. Only the ones that Dlex had direct access to. That man was a clean freak.
Dlex sighed. Standing up, while running hi