Memory Of… II 45C

“Nice place.” Sawyer commented thirty minutes later as he looked around the apartment. A kitchenette to the right side of the apartment door: an oven, a counter, a sink, a dish rack, a fridge, cabinets up, cabinets down, a desk and chair across from the kitchenette; chair facing the wall. At first he thought it was a small dining table area. He was wrong. There was a laptop and a reading lamp on it, a shelf above it with books well placed. To the right of that was a closed door and to the right of that, closer to the fridge was another closed door. In front of them was a couch and in front of that was a tv. He smirked at that. No student he knew had a tv. And to the left of the tv hanging on the wall was another closed door.

“Thanks.” She said as she shrugged off her jacket and moved further into the room, taking bags of bought snacks from Sawyer and Tyson.