It was a bare, spartan room. There was little in the way of furnishing, with only a generic bed coupled with a mismatched table and chair set. The bed was creaky but comfortable, with clean linen and a unremarkable woolen blanket, while the chair looked like something off a garage sale. The table was shaky and had scratches all over its surface. A cheap standing fan and a naked lightbulb completed the squalid appearance of the small room. The window had curtains to block out unwanted eyes that may look in from the main road the window was overlooking.
It smelled of age, an indescribable smell of old wood baked by countless summer suns and soaked by numerous winter rains for seasons on end. It was an old, quaint room filled with cheap but comfortable furniture. There were no mirrors, drawers or hooks in the room. It was livable, but definitely not worth the AUD40 a night it was priced at.
Jonathan
16121986
Canada
Ai Tong
CHS
SP Multimedia
The Organisation - The Enemy
The Company
SCGS Primary
Ang Mo Kio Sec School
University of Western Australia Singapore Australia
currently ;
Uni
Graveyard
Onmyouza
The Unforgiving
Mechanical Poet
Lots of books
Mass Effect
Money! Lots of Money!!
Job =(
Studies =(((
Singapore =((((( Life?
