This room appears to be a theatre dressing room. Several bureaus with mirrors are arranged around the room; each have what look to be a lot of thick makeups and wigs and so on. Waste bins sit beside each of the bureaus. They are empty. The lights have pink lampshades on them and cast a rosy, warm glow around the room; the room itself is comfortably heated and has a nice floral scent to it.
On the mirrors are old, faded black and white photos of weddings -- perhaps some sort of inspiration for whatever actor was to be performing, as the costume carefully arrayed on a dress form is a long and extremely fancy wedding dress, white satin and white silk and white lace, with pearls carefully hand sewn onto it to make fancy patterns. However, it looks like there's been some kind of accident: ink has spattered the dress, marking it with deeply sunk swirls and spots of black. A crumpled handkerchief lies on the floor, as if someone has tried to clean up the dress but had given up.
A wedding contract lies on the nearest bureau. One name -- illegible -- is signed to it, but the other blank has not been filled in. A quill and ink pot sit nearby. On another bureau, someone has doodled hearts all over a picture, to the point that whoever was in it isn't visible anymore. The hearts are in all kinds of shapes and styles and really stupidly cute and happy.
Chains surround the dress form and wind over the room to disappear into a square of floor near the dress.
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On the mirrors are old, faded black and white photos of weddings -- perhaps some sort of inspiration for whatever actor was to be performing, as the costume carefully arrayed on a dress form is a long and extremely fancy wedding dress, white satin and white silk and white lace, with pearls carefully hand sewn onto it to make fancy patterns. However, it looks like there's been some kind of accident: ink has spattered the dress, marking it with deeply sunk swirls and spots of black. A crumpled handkerchief lies on the floor, as if someone has tried to clean up the dress but had given up.
A wedding contract lies on the nearest bureau. One name -- illegible -- is signed to it, but the other blank has not been filled in. A quill and ink pot sit nearby. On another bureau, someone has doodled hearts all over a picture, to the point that whoever was in it isn't visible anymore. The hearts are in all kinds of shapes and styles and really stupidly cute and happy.
Chains surround the dress form and wind over the room to disappear into a square of floor near the dress.