A cramped, claustrophobic apartment filled to the ceiling with eccentric artifacts, where two bizarre characters share a moment of quiet connection. One is an elegant, spindly stork wearing a monocle and a silk cravat; the other is a soft, lumpy, nameless creature with a pale, bulbous body. The room is a jumble of crooked bookshelves, jars containing unidentifiable organs, and peeling, floral wallpaper. The light filters through a grimy, distorted window in soft, amber shafts. Every object is defined by de Crécy's signature "dirty" linework—nothing is clean or sharp; everything feels lived-in, dusty, and slightly supernatural. The color palette is warm, dominated by sepias, deep wood browns, and dusty rose.