"What? No! Television isn't bad, it's like...entertainment! We can watch sports! It's amazing, but it's sorta weird, too..." [i]Some time later, the two lovers (well, Olivia is a "lover", Remy's a -blam!-ing c*nt.) arrived at the door leading into Olivia's room. After some button clicking for the assumed password, the girl opened the large wooden door, pulling Remy within her home. The apartment was actually rather nice, to say the least. The walls were made of plaster and clay, being smooth and white. The room that the two entered appeared to be a combination between a living room and kitchen, as a long counter was on the right of the room, surrounded by a large oven, a sink, and dishwasher. A rather inexpensive microwave sat on the counter, with leftovers of Chinese from what seemed to be from last night within its interior. Sitting on the counter itself was a rather large variety of alcohol beverages, ranging from beer, whiskey, vodka, moonshine, wine...pretty much everything. Olivia was eighteen, sure, but she didn't care about alcohol regulations at all. The kitchen was completed with a large plastic fridge sitting in the corner, alongside a radio that was silent. On the other side of the large room was a red velvet coat, with a tall wooden table right next to it. A leather chair sat next to said table, while both were pointed towards a flatscreen TV, something that Remy seemed to not be familiar with. A small black remote sat on the table. There was a hallway leading out of the kitchen, leading to three doorways, the first being the bathroom, with ceramic flooring and a rather shiny toilet and sink, the second being the laundry room, and the third being Olivia's bedroom. [/i] "Mind taking a seat? Gotta go get all of this off." [i]Olivia chuckled awkwardly as she lead Remy to the couch, as if she wanted him to sit down, get comfy, maybe introduce him to television...she didn't know. Now of course, Remy could be a complete creep when Olivia was removing her armor within her room, but hey. Just an idea. [/i]