"I'm sure it doesn't matter what colour the room is as long as all I'm doing is sleeping in it."

It wasn't really to his taste, but he could definitely see how Marceline would like it in here. Still, they had things to do before he could settle down so for now he just dropped his bag at the end of the bed and headed back out, pulling the door closed behind him.

"Say, Marshall.. what was school like when you were.." A vague hand gesture followed. "... Alive."