General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

Lyrin snorts, "Mm. I saw it in your lounge room thingy. Had dust on it." He wrinkles his nose, knowing nothing in his home say in one place long enough to gain dust. Sheer use made things look beaten up, but never dusty. The moment something wasn't used, it was sold.

He peers at Billy, "What's your favorite game?"
 

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