[ Riz does an outright fistpump, which is not something that Fabian should feel very good about at all. Give an inch, take a mile. (But, knowing Riz, he'd take a mile even if Fabian gave him nothing; he'll set up a clueboard any old place, and Fabian has been privy to even the most bizarre ones.) ]

Only in the living room. [ That's not saying average-sized. ] And if I use my room too, that's more than enough space! That can be an office-slash-living area. [ There is a moment where he almost tries to push for luck to see if he can get the bigger bedroom so he has more space to spread his notes out in, but comes to his senses just in time to magnanimously say: ] And you can get the bigger bedroom, of course. I think I saw a walk-in closet in there. You love a walk-in closet!