Callum looked at Charlie when he asked the question, because this was fucking horrible, but it was a bed, and he went closer, moving almost as if he were approaching a dragon, but this thing was horrible that maybe it was cursed.
He carefully checked the mattress with one hand, and then sat down. "God, this mattress is huge." Not just big, but thick and it managed to bounce and be firm at the same time, and how the fuck was that possible.
He looked up at the monstrosity. "We can put the box and mattress on the floor, but with all of the rain and humidity, it's going to suck. Or we can get rid of this velvet. I don't mind the posters. It's all of this velvet."