Noah and Chloe held hands and walked through the hallway toward the back of the youth center's property.
Chloe observed the plants that were on the windowsills. Some of them had colorful blooms and it gave a dash of color to the light gray walls.
The volume of the music was increasing as they approached the door at the end of the hallway which leads to a workshop.
The place was full of iron rods, wooden planks, and dismantled chairs. In the far right corner were three barstools with ripped upholstery and two tall, crooked lamps that have seen better days. There were containers with nails and nuts and bolts, a basket filled with lightbulbs of various sizes, shelves were lined with cans of paint, and there were paintbrushes, screwdrivers, carpentry knives, and many other things and tools Chloe didn't recognize.