A little bit down from the two ladies stood a man staring at two identical armchairs.
The tags said that they were different in amount, that one was made in India and the other manufactured in Mexico, but Remy couldn't tell the difference. They were both brown and they both looked the same, so why was one substantially more than the other?
Remy let out a soft sigh before sitting down on the Mexico one again. Pursing his lips in thought, he briefly wondered if he should've just stuck with his original choice of getting a beanbag chair in the first place and be done with this part of his apartment and furniture.
Then again, bean bags didn't exactly do a good job in preventing you from falling face-flat onto the floor when you fell asleep in them...