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"What just happened?" she asked, cocking her head to the man that just got out of the door.
"That's the man who I was supposed to marry when I was nineteen, but now he's acting like a jerk." she clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes. "Don't mind him. You won't see him as often," she said, climbing the stairs to the second floor with her suitcase in tow.
"But, he's always there…" she jerked her thumb over her shoulder to the direction of the door that leads to the basement.
Laurie didn't hear her for she was already on the second floor, wrestling her heavy suitcase to fit the door.
"Fcuk!" She muttered under her breath when she finally shoved her suitcase inside the room she was going to use while she was here.
The room was too narrow. It has a single bed, pushed next to the window facing the street down below.
There is a side table with two drawers next to the bed, and a closet along the wall next to it.
