If the first was too small, the second had a very weird smell, the third was infested with something that he likely didn't need to know what it was, and by the fourth Dylan wasn't sure he'd not picked the most impossible flats simply because it would make it impossible to move and thereby give him more time to hope for the others to want to buy a new house together again.
He didn't even notice it at first, with them talking as they stepped out of that fourth alley, the way he fell into step, taking each turn by instinct rather than having checked out the route in advance. He should have reacted to the address, noted it, but then he'd only been eleven and to be honest he'd paid little attention by the time he'd checked this ad out. Now he was too busy talking to think, not until he was standing looking up at the building his entire body tense. "We don't need to go here," he said. "Let's just go, try the next one."