But more importantly, I’m standing in his apartment. Alone.
I look around the space. I may not be an interior designer, but I already have ideas on how to make this place feel like a home.
Gray will be gone for three days, and I’m going to use that time to set up his personal space. Because frankly, I don’t know what else to do with myself, and they’re paying me too much for me to just sit around.
I pull out my phone and open my chat with my sisters.
Eloise
Anyone want to go shopping?
Raya
You have time to go shopping?
Poppy
Comets are on the road for three days. :(
Eloise
Yeah, which means I’ve got three days to unpack Gray’s apartment and make it feel a little less like a fancy prison cell.
Raya
You’re in his apartment?
I open my camera, snap a photo and send it.
Poppy
Nice!
Eloise
Nice, but boring. No wonder he hates it here. This place feels like a museum.
Raya
Is it part of your job to make it feel like a home?
I think about this for a second. No, it’s not in the job description, exactly. But I need to do whatever I can to make him fall in love with this place. I tap an answer.
Eloise
Yes.
It’s about helping him acclimate.
I can’t think of a better way to do that than making his apartment feel like a home, can you?
Poppy
Food would help. Let me guess, the fridge has like two things in it.
Eloise
Milk and water.