Cepheus frowned at the flowers, but didn't say anything about them. He knew James could tell how he felt about them, just by the look he'd given him. He unlocked the door and stepped into the flat.
"The living room and the kitchen." He told him, taking a proud glance around. "What do you think? The telly is theatre sized. I thought you'd like to watch games on it. And horror films with me, of course. And... I'll watch my soaps..."
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