Finally looking up at my surroundings, taking my white hard knuckles from the steering wheel as I glance out at my new place. My eyes go wide as I turn to see a surprisingly spacious apartment above a closed storefront.
The old brick and mortar building is nestled in a row of similar-looking stores, the main difference being the paint jobs on the exterior and the second story atop the middle building. The exterior is painted a faded bubblegum pink, with the cracking render outside leaving much of the earthen brown bricks visible to the world. While the bottom floor of the center shop is empty, beyond a faint coating of dust clinging to the large shop window, the neighboring stores are rather lively and bustling despite the poor weather.