From The Secret History by Donna Tartt -- The twins' room
"Though not untidy, exactly, it verged on being so. Books were
stacked on every available surface; the tables were cluttered
with papers, ashtrays, bottles of whiskey, boxes of
chocolates; umbrellas and galoshes made passage difficult in
the narrow hall. In Charles's room clothes were scattered on the
rug and a rich confusion of ties hung from the door of the
wardrobe; Camilla's night table was littered with empty teacups,
leaky pens, dead marigolds in a water glass, and on the foot of
her bed was laid a half-played game of solitaire. The layout of
the place was peculiar, with unexpected windows and halls that
led nowhere and low doors I had to duck to get through, and
everywhere I looked was some fresh oddity: an old stereopticon
(the palmy avenues of a ghostly Nice, receding in the sepia
distance); arrowheads in a dusty glass case; a staghorn fern;
a bird's skeleton."