Quinn
The smell of something sweet and savoury tickles my senses as I slowly come back online. For a moment, when I open my eyes I struggle to get a grasp on where I am. The large, spacious living-room, bathed in sunshine that spreads into a lavish kitchen is not something I am used to seeing. My apartment is not bad at all but it is definitely smaller than this. Expensive minimalistic furniture, marble floors, floor to ceiling windows, all that in black, grey and deep wood - that’s not the kind of money I have ever been able to grasp. And I am not complaining, my place is cool as f*uck, it’s just different. Cosier. Warmer.
Shaking my head a little, I grunt at the assault of the bright sunlight on my pupils. I have to squint to make out the rest of my surroundings. The kitchen is on a lo
