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Enzo (italianstallion) wrote in 4bidden,

Enzo toured the place as though it was some grand, palatial home, instead of a foreclosed mess of a two story detached. It was a roof over their heads, until he could put a bit more money in his pocket and get something better. Luckily, it seemed as though it hadn't been empty long enough to get too horribly dusty, and the former occupant had left most of their furniture behind. It was god awful 1970's kitsch furniture, but it would keep them off of the floor.

"I have a feeling this is going to be a short tour," he said over his shoulder, not particularly watching to see if Summer was staying close. The layout was fairly standard; kitchen, living room, dining room on the main floor. He opened what looked like it might be a door to a lower floor, but immediately smelled the distinct mustiness of an unfinished basement. Thank fuck for daylight tattoos.

"Second floor then?" he asked.