This is the room Yuula tried to sleep in. It's been this messy for, let's say, weeks. She sleeps in our room because she can't find the bed. She seems to like it this way and when we attempt to clean, it immediately returns to this state of, what can we call this, present-day Chernobyl, maybe. There may be radioactive wolves in there. There may be.
The boy also sleeps in our room, which is slowly becoming NOT our room. He's slightly less destructive, but he did pee everywhere today.
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