“Okay, let’s go.” I told him quietly and we walked upstairs, carrying our bags. This house was beautiful from outside and it was even better from inside. Everything looked expensive, but homey at the same time. We reached the first floor and Kevin led me to the end of the corridor.
“This is my room.” He said and opened the door. His room was simple but huge and manly with grey walls. He had a bed in the middle with a desk by the window and a TV. I would have done anything back in high school just to step a foot in there for a minute or just see it in a photo. Kevin Davis’s room.
“It’s huge,” I said while I stepped in and looked around. So many times have I imagined his room and what it looked like and now here I was. I didn’t even realise till now how big of a deal it was for me to be hi
