The room seems to be padded, and when you feel the walls, you are filled with an uncanny sensation. the fabrics seems to be foreign to you.
Lightly dragging your fingers across, you walk around the room, attemping to feel for a gap in the wall, but instead, you only feel the slight bumps of what must be the popcorn wall being covered by the unnatrual fabric
The fabric truly is wretched, and despite you leaning toward the fabric, and gripping onto it tighter might be misunderstood as you enjoying the sensation, you absoloutely do not.
You are full of thoughts and feelings for this fabric
horrid thoughts and feelings.
AREN'T WE TALKING TOO MUCH ABOUT THE FABRIC?
