Damian and Kyle stood in front of the apartment building, staring up at it as the sun dipped lower, casting the building's windows in warm, golden hues.
Damian let out a sigh, glancing over at Kyle. "So, this is where we're living now, huh?" he asked, his tone somewhere between resigned and curious.
Kyle shrugged, managing a smirk. "Apparently so…"
After a moment, Damian stepped forward, shaking off his hesitation. "Alright, let's go. What's the room number?"
Kyle fumbled through his pocket, fishing out the keys, then squinted at the small tag attached. "Uh… seventy-nine. Room seventy-nine." Damian nodded, and the two of them entered the building, making their way toward the elevator.
