Apartment の小説・ストーリー

This was a habit of his—to find something extracurricular whenever he was going through matters of the heart. The apartment was a modest two-bedroom located in a lively neighborhood, full of energy and color. The streets were lined with small shops, cafes, and bustling markets. Neighbors chatted on street corners, children played until dusk, and the scent of fresh coffee and baked goods mingled in the air. The apartment itself was on the third floor, with large windows that allowed the sunlight to pour in, highlighting every corner of the space.

Her feelings were mixed, but for now, she had made her choice, and this place would be her home, for who knows how long. The apartment was called the Blue Lavender Apartments, a mid-range building located on the outskirts of the city, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, and even further from the spotlight. From the outside, the building looked like a remnant of a life that should have been abandoned long ago. The dull, gray-green walls, patches of peeling paint on the corners of the balconies, and dark windows in the unoccupied units seemed to stare blankly out at the deserted street below.

she said, as if to leave. But just as she reached the door, Daniel called her back. "Maisie, I have an empty apartment." She was momentarily stunned. He offered her a warm smile. "You could move in. I... I can cut you a deal on the rent. What do you think?" - The apartment was situated in the city center within a top-tier luxury complex. It was a spacious 200-square-meter flat with a south-facing orientation and ample natural light streaming in through full-length windows. It offered a panoramic view of the bustling neighborhood below, especially enchanting in the evenings.

When she opens the door to her home, my eyebrows shoot up. "You said you lived in an apartment, not a shoebox," I complain, closing the door behind me and dropping my backpack on the floor. The 'apartment' is actually just one room with a large bed in the middle, a kitchenette to the right, a vanity with a mirror and drawers, a small hallway leading to a bathroom and.... that's it.

"What about the future?" "I want you to move in with me." The words hung in the air. Imogen stared at him. "What?" "My apartment is bigger than yours. It has three bedrooms. One for us, one for a home office, one for whenever Colt wants to stay over. The building has a doorman and a gym and a rooftop pool. And it's only ten minutes from the library." "Alexander—"

He points his finger to the door on the right and chimes, “That is the fitness room, while the room across the hall is my office. Our bedrooms are at the other end of the apartment. Oh, don’t worry. We each have our own bathroom attached to our own bedrooms. The kitchen and the living room is in the middle with the laundry room just off to the side of the kitchen.” I let Wyatt pull me down the hall as I nod. Well at least the apartment is simple enough that I don’t think that I’ll get lost here. I know that I will most certainly get lost in the mansion these first couple of weeks as I try to navigate around. I know that W

I could think of other more enjoyable things we could be doing other than this, but when Daemon gives an order, that is what we do. It only took twenty minutes to get to the apartment block. Ironically, it was one that Daemon's property development company owned. The five-storey building was relatively new, built about five years ago. Each of the units consisted of two double bedrooms. On the ground floor were some little shops, including a small cafe. "Shall we get a coffee before we start?" Adam asked. A new building meant lifts. At least we wouldn't have to climb up and down stairs. We went up to the first floor and knocked on apart

“I never envied your promotion; everyone knows how hard you work. If I worked late like you, my face would collapse!” Annie says, “But this, I cannot forgive you for!” “Why?” I question, hands on my hips. The two girls look at one another before returning their gazes to me. “Oh, I don’t know,” Annie replies, rolling her eyes. “City center,” Lily ticks on her finger. “One thousand square meters,” Annie says next. “Fully furnished apartment.” “Swimming pool, security, a gym downstairs.” “Only 100 meters from the closest shopping center!”

I grabbed my jacket. "Come on, let's go to the apartment." We soon arrived at the neighborhood. The door to the apartment I had carefully renovated was wide open. Bertha was directing several workers as they carried out the furniture I had bought. She said, "Be careful. Everything's expensive. They'll sell for a lot." When she saw me, she smiled smugly. "Well, well. If it isn't Ms. Shaw. Here you see your unit? Too bad for you. This place belongs to the Carters now."

Ah…but he was so cruel; how can anyone be okay after that? The car draws to a halt, and after a confirmation by the security, the car is let through. It takes about seven minutes to arrive at the luxury apartment from the security gate. A big house seems unnecessary when the children are still at an age when their curiosity could kill them, but an apartment with only four neighbours and soundproofing is just fine. Each person's house is one floor large, and the building itself is quite spacious. We live on the third floor out of four, minus the ground floor, which has the complex’s amenities, such as a gym, pool, movie room, and