Damon
“Ok, this is nice,” Hank remarked as we walked into the apartment. And he wasn’t wrong. The open-plan living room and kitchen was bigger than my apartment. Fully furnished and fully equipped for the two of us. Two bedrooms, each with its own bathroom. “I think this will do,” he added as he walked further into the apartment. I nodded as I shut and locked the door behind us. Hank whistled loudly and I looked over at him. From where I was standing, I could see that the kitchen was fully stocked. Compliments of the owner, Gary Fieldman. The man was clearly loaded, but he was down to earth. Much like Erik. I walked through the apartment and pushed open the first closed door. Bedroom one. Not bad. I then checked the second room, and I smiled. Not only was it bigger, but it had a balcony.
