[listen, Olivine has gotten like. significantly more selfish since he came here, okay. it's just that he doesn't really see anything wrong with the size of his room—at this point any overflow can just go to his little art studio courtesy of Rei if it needs to.
still, he is in his room at this particular moment, so there's not much pause before it opens for Sylvain to the scent of fresh linens and the familiar bright curve of Olivine's smile.]
Sylvain! I wasn't expecting you today. [a little huff of laughter escapes him as he steps back to let the redhead in. the sheets are still folded neatly on the bed, its surface... remarkably pristine for all the trouble he gets into.] Come in, I was just finishing up. I hope everything is alright?
timey wimey shenanigans
still, he is in his room at this particular moment, so there's not much pause before it opens for Sylvain to the scent of fresh linens and the familiar bright curve of Olivine's smile.]
Sylvain! I wasn't expecting you today. [a little huff of laughter escapes him as he steps back to let the redhead in. the sheets are still folded neatly on the bed, its surface... remarkably pristine for all the trouble he gets into.] Come in, I was just finishing up. I hope everything is alright?