Tursday afternoon, the sun was shining yet it was surprisingly cold. Crystal, a college student, came home after class. She entered the appartment that she shared with a roommate. As she opened the door with her right hand, while holding her book bag and a couple of library books, she held her cup of coffee and a chocolate muffin in the other hand. Quickly she pushed the door open with her butt and threw her keys in the bowl on the table next to the front door.
"Jackson? You home?" She asked while putting down her stuff on the kitchen table. The living room and kitchen were an open space split in two by the kitchen cabinets. They had a big tv and couch that could fit at least 4 people, 2 bedrooms and a bathroom with a shower. They were lucky to have such a cheap appartment and still have that much space.
When she didn't hear anyone answering she shrugged and turned on the tv and took of her shoes and sweater. If she started on her paper now, she could be finished before she had to go to work. She had two jobs, one during the day (only on saturdays and sundays) at a charming little cafe. And one in the evening, at an Irish pub. That last one was just every week or so since the owners were friends of her parents and they knew that she needed the money. Even though her parents were happy to pay for everything, she insisted on working and paying as much as she could.
"Okay, let slay this paper." And she cracked her knuckles, opened her laptop and books and started to write the first paragraph to her english lit paper.
"Jackson? You home?" She asked while putting down her stuff on the kitchen table. The living room and kitchen were an open space split in two by the kitchen cabinets. They had a big tv and couch that could fit at least 4 people, 2 bedrooms and a bathroom with a shower. They were lucky to have such a cheap appartment and still have that much space.
When she didn't hear anyone answering she shrugged and turned on the tv and took of her shoes and sweater. If she started on her paper now, she could be finished before she had to go to work. She had two jobs, one during the day (only on saturdays and sundays) at a charming little cafe. And one in the evening, at an Irish pub. That last one was just every week or so since the owners were friends of her parents and they knew that she needed the money. Even though her parents were happy to pay for everything, she insisted on working and paying as much as she could.
"Okay, let slay this paper." And she cracked her knuckles, opened her laptop and books and started to write the first paragraph to her english lit paper.
Jackson had just gotten out of a rather boring science class. He already knew how to disect a frog, he'd done it twice in highschool (the girl He was partnered with couldn't handle it)
The tall boy could barely even sit in the deals as it was, his legs being longer than the desk.
As he walked down the corridor to their apartment, he thought about whether or not his roommate had been home yet. Normally he was home around the same time she was, sometimes a bit later. They went to the same school, but they were wide with differences. He hated the space that their apartment had. It made him feel too open. His room was generally clean, but cluttered in places he needed to use most.
He opened the door to their apartment and he hung up his jacket. "Crystal? Crystal, are you here?" he asked. Although he soon saw her in the couch, he liked to ask first.
The tall boy could barely even sit in the deals as it was, his legs being longer than the desk.
As he walked down the corridor to their apartment, he thought about whether or not his roommate had been home yet. Normally he was home around the same time she was, sometimes a bit later. They went to the same school, but they were wide with differences. He hated the space that their apartment had. It made him feel too open. His room was generally clean, but cluttered in places he needed to use most.
He opened the door to their apartment and he hung up his jacket. "Crystal? Crystal, are you here?" he asked. Although he soon saw her in the couch, he liked to ask first.
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