[ Akira stands up, and steps over to the shelving unit closest to the stairs. It's still full of bulk coffee and rice, and he starts shifting them closer to each other instead of sprawled casually across the surface like they were originally put there by a man with a bad back. ]
Here. It'll make your clothes all smell like coffee, but -- [ He folds over one of the shirts he'd aired out via extreme dusting and sets it on the shelf. It's about half cleared off, now that he's moved everything over; it's a little dusty and definitely smells more like coffee than the rest of the room, but. ]
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Here. It'll make your clothes all smell like coffee, but -- [ He folds over one of the shirts he'd aired out via extreme dusting and sets it on the shelf. It's about half cleared off, now that he's moved everything over; it's a little dusty and definitely smells more like coffee than the rest of the room, but. ]