Someone got lucky. This is not simply a bedroom. This is a proper suite. It even has its own makeshift kitchenette to the left of the entrance if the microwave on the short second-hand cabinet next to the minifridge counts. It's separated from the rest of the room in a small alcove with a pair of close-set windows overlooking the backyard. The bedroom proper is huge and seems even even larger for the sparseness of any proper furniture. A large bed is pushed up against the back wall, flanked by a pair of old nightstands probably gifted by family and covered in a colorful quilt with a rainbow rosette pattern against a white background. A few odd-colored stains tell of age and use, but the corners are still crisp when the bed's made.
The rest of the room is mostly empty, a few boxes shoved against the far wall featuring art supplies promising projects which haven't yet manifested. There isn't even a throw rug to interrupt the hardwood floor. To the right, the suite spills into a short alcove with three doors, huge walk-in closets on either side and the bathroom straight ahead. In a very modern color scheme of white, black and chrome, the luxurious bathroom features a linen closet, private toilet stall, double sink, shower stall and a large bathtub with massage jets.