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Oh wow, this is the first time you've used Mew Mew's name in the start of the command. I'm really proud.
You don't necessarily have a house. You moreover live in a wagon that's attached to a circus, that moves around. So, instead of rooms, you have wagons. Your room, in fact, is in one of these wagons. Your family's circus has 23 wagons, all having important duties. Such wagons include your room, your father's room, the room for the strong man and his fiancé, the room for the two trapezers, the room for the clown, the rooms for the monsters, the room for the bear, and the rest of the rooms are for the purposes of storage, such as dumbells, canons, and other circusy things.
On this map that you so cleverly drew, your room is the one to the bottom, not the one on the right, but the other bottom one. Your father did this for one reason and one reason only. He wanted you close to the circus in the event that something would occur, he could easily go right to you and protect you. Because, let's be for real here, you don't have any weapons on you, nor do you have any experience with weapons besides once having to fire the cannon, so you aren't expected to protect yourself. And yeah, you probably could whack any nutjob going after you with your bass, but that's a one time weapon, and if it breaks and the baddie is still concious, they'll be very angry.
You don't mind being so close to the main tent. You have grown accustomed to the noise it generates on certain nights. You find it sort of, soothing. The yelling of the crowds, the laughter of them at the clown, the corny organ that plays almost all the time. All of it, the same as a white noise machine. And when you wake up, it's the same noise, and it's all good.
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