“No. This was my decision. They wanted me to be in some place that you had to have your eyes read by some kind of laser to get into. No thanks. I like my spot in the world.”
He followed her up to the fourth floor, and her apartment was the third on the right.
Her space wasn’t overly big, but it was nice.
“It’s a one bedroom apartment. I’ll show you around.” She closed the door. “This is the sitting room.”
There was a small sofa, a bookcase in one corner, and a television in the other. He noticed the television was small though.
“You don’t watch a lot of television?”
She shook her head. “Nope.” She moved into another room. “Kitchen, and there’s a small dining room. Off from the dining room is my bedroom and a bathroom.” She spun to face him. “This is it.”