[she guides him into the room, positioning him in the center of the room and then nudging his chin upward before she flicks on the light]

There, look.

[there was a reason for her doing that, and the reason is that she's painted the ceiling and all the walls of her room. the sky is a dark blue, with stars carefully painted in silver. there are thin lines between some of them, sketching out the major constellations. about halfway down the walls, the sky gives way to trees, dark silhouettes stretching up all the way from the baseboard]