The first thing you see when you walk in the door is the doll shelf. At a glance, you can see there are all kinds of dolls here. Do you want to look closer? Or do you want to see what's on the desk? … or in the curio cabinet? You also notice there's a smallish bookshelf by the window.
There's a poster that says "VISIT PINE ISLAND 🌲 stuck on the wall.
Hey, what's playing on the TV?
There are several dolls of all different kinds sitting on the shelf: American Girl dolls (Paloma), Asian ball-jointed resin dolls (Ichīro and Kohaku), vinyl mechanical jointed dolls (Nene and Nanami), and Licca-chan dolls (Kana, Hoshi and Miel). There isn't a speck of dust on them; they look like they've been played with recently.
There's a sewing machine on the kotatsu but it doesn't look like it's been used for awhile.
Over on the desk, there's a stack of unpublished picture book manuscripts, a notebook full of poems, and a folder labeled "MY OCS" stuffed with loose papers.
I left my laptop open. You peek at the tabs: unfinished grad school assignments, longreads | Recent Entries, Bookmark Manager.
You open the drawer. Inside, you find an address book and some stamps.
There's a collection of picture books and Judaica on the bookshelf.