Chapter 3AJ stood in the middle of the living room and gawped. There was no other word for it. His jaw hung wide, his eyelids seemed permanently glued open, and speech was beyond his capabilities.
The apartment was nothing like he had envisioned. Considering they had such little time to get it all sorted out, he had figured they would end up having to compromise on what they were used to. AJ liked his comforts. He liked feeling safe. He liked nice furniture, and no bugs, and not smelling urine in the hallway. In spite of Tyrone’s assurances that the place he and Kira had found on the Internet was great, AJ hadn’t really believed he wouldn’t have to give up on at least a few of his amenities.
But this…
This was better than his place in Reno. By a longshot.
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