"If you don't mind." I said, brushing the hair off her face. I smiled at her, seeing she was exhausted. I picked her up bridal style, and started walking, carrying her like that.
I smiled. "Thanks, not many people do. I like a lot of classic things, a lot from the Victorian Era" I said. My walls were a deep red, the carpet a cremt ivory. My bed on the far side of the room was a four poster of intricately designed black wrought iron. I had a black wooden dresser, and an ivory closet door, matching the shade of the carpet. And, I had a Victorian styled vanity/ nightstand, and a black desk with ivory and red decorations. My room was kinda small, but I liked it. I especially loved the bay window, overlooking the east of my property, but the view was currently blocked by black and red curtains.