Room 227, Friday Afternoon

Natalie had had over a week to get used to it, and even with recent complications in their relationship, she had to admit that what Jace had done with the room made sense. It looked nice, and like one person lived there, and with her generally neat ways (though not obsessively so) it kind of even looked like she'd done it herself.

But there were a few more things to rearrange. She'd taken out useless stuff from the bathroom cabinets, and now... She was looking into her closet. And yes, she was experiencing what was best described as "that awkward moment when the little brother you were mad at for rearranging your room did such a good job of it that you're kind of regretting that you stopped him before he'd gotten through the closet as well." No, it wasn't particularly pithy as far as descriptions went, but it was apt.

But whatever, she did not need anyone to do this for her. She got to work.

[ooc: Open door/post!]