Storefront Apartments #103
Seifer dropped his duffle bag and the lone cardboard box containing his things on the floor of the apartment. The large black metal case containing Hyperion was set with more care on the battered coffee table. The apartment wasn't huge, nearly everything but the mattress set in the bedroom was picked up from thrift stores, but it was his.
His first place that wasn't a dorm or shared bedroom. It was almost weird in a way. He turned on the stereo and left the front door and the patio door wide open to let in the breeze while he cleaned and put things away.
[ooc: Open to anyone who would be passing by.]
His first place that wasn't a dorm or shared bedroom. It was almost weird in a way. He turned on the stereo and left the front door and the patio door wide open to let in the breeze while he cleaned and put things away.
[ooc: Open to anyone who would be passing by.]