25. Luke’s Apartment

Pushing the door open for Anne and Luke to enter, then I entered. What I saw made my jaws drop to the floor and my eyes grew wide:

Papers, were everywhere: littered on the floor, the couch, the sofa, anywhere you can think of.

“Amber, please shut the door.”

Anne's voice broke me from my musings. I did as I was told, then I walked into the apartment properly.

“Wow, this place is beautiful. ” Anne spoke, her voice filled with wonder. And I agreed, the apartment was very beautiful, if you looked past the tornado of papers.