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Ruffling through his hair roughly as he went back to the dormitory he had to leave. His stuff was already packed the day before since he wouldn’t feel like it today anyway. Only taking about fifteen minutes by foot from the company to reach it. It was really convenient but no… he had to move somewhere else. How did they even think they could change him? It wasn’t like anyone could do some magic which would make the whole world better. Muttering under his breath as he took up his stuff and left with all his belongings as if he had never been there. An empty feeling gnawing onto his conscience as it felt like he wasn’t even needed because of all of this happening. He didn’t have a say in it either.
With great reluctance he took a cab to the boarding house, not even bothering to conceal his identity as he heard that the house was situated in a neighborhood which was pretty quiet. At least the CEO thought about that… It took a fifteen-minute drive, instead of a walk, to reach it.
Opening the front door of the house which was quite big. Bigger than he expected it would be. A rich neighborhood, he thought to himself as no house was exactly old or needed renovation. Opening the door with the key he received from the CEO, revealing a just as beautiful interior as it was outside. Modern but it didn’t feel cold. It was to his taste. Nodding to himself as he accepted to live here, even if he had to probably share it with others from the same company. He took a quick look around, leaving his stuff somewhere by the entrance.
Downstairs were from left to right: kitchen > dining room > bathroom > gym room > living room. Followed by outside in the back: a pool and even a terrace. And eventually upstairs which were full with bedrooms and 2 more bathrooms so they could get ready in time.
Dropping his stuff in the middle room on the left side. It felt the best to him to take that one so he did. After all, he was the first one to arrive. Dropping his stuff in said room and started to unpack his things while he was there. His schedule was rather empty today, already having gone to one of his appointments where the stylist earned some scolding.
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Ruffling through his hair roughly as he went back to the dormitory he had to leave. His stuff was already packed the day before since he wouldn’t feel like it today anyway. Only taking about fifteen minutes by foot from the company to reach it. It was really convenient but no… he had to move somewhere else. How did they even think they could change him? It wasn’t like anyone could do some magic which would make the whole world better. Muttering under his breath as he took up his stuff and left with all his belongings as if he had never been there. An empty feeling gnawing onto his conscience as it felt like he wasn’t even needed because of all of this happening. He didn’t have a say in it either.
With great reluctance he took a cab to the boarding house, not even bothering to conceal his identity as he heard that the house was situated in a neighborhood which was pretty quiet. At least the CEO thought about that… It took a fifteen-minute drive, instead of a walk, to reach it.
Opening the front door of the house which was quite big. Bigger than he expected it would be. A rich neighborhood, he thought to himself as no house was exactly old or needed renovation. Opening the door with the key he received from the CEO, revealing a just as beautiful interior as it was outside. Modern but it didn’t feel cold. It was to his taste. Nodding to himself as he accepted to live here, even if he had to probably share it with others from the same company. He took a quick look around, leaving his stuff somewhere by the entrance.
Downstairs were from left to right: kitchen > dining room > bathroom > gym room > living room. Followed by outside in the back: a pool and even a terrace. And eventually upstairs which were full with bedrooms and 2 more bathrooms so they could get ready in time.
Dropping his stuff in the middle room on the left side. It felt the best to him to take that one so he did. After all, he was the first one to arrive. Dropping his stuff in said room and started to unpack his things while he was there. His schedule was rather empty today, already having gone to one of his appointments where the stylist earned some scolding.
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