Location: Gramercy Plaza Atp. 202<br/>Tag: Jaz<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>Sarah waited outside of the door looking around, barely hearing sounds coming from the apartment, until the light sound of footsteps appeared behind the door; getting it like if she was already being seen, she smiled again at the door before hearing the doorknob to twist, allowing the door to open. Sarah smiled at the girl inside of the apartment "looks friendly. Student-ish. I can bet it" in the few seconds that decides the first impressions, Sarah was satisfied by the look of Jasmine, as it was not the look of someone dangerous or that would cause troubles, and the way in which she had immediately presented her hand for a greet and welcomed her inside, She knew that Jaz was okay. <<Ah... hi! Nice to met you, Jasmine. Uh... Jaz. Sounds good. I'm Sarah. Barkley. Sorry again for the... surprise? hehe but y'know... i...don't know... either>>  welcoming speeches have never been a thing, and she usually needed quite a lot of time before melting and have a proper talk even with her colleagues or, in that case, flat-mate, but before loosing herself in a maze of words, listened to Jaz and stepped inside.<br/><br/><<Woooow...>> like a children that sees a marvel, Sarah looked around with dropped jaw at the furniture, it was so different from the cozy and stereotyped country homes, but here it all seemed so new, so modern so... practical. <<Uh, sure! Lead the way...uhm... Jaz...>><br/><br/>Letting go of the trolley's handle, Sarah followed Jaz trough rooms and the corridor, humming and nodding at her words, or sometimes make little comments at how delightful or lovely it all was,  as she looked at the furnitures and the various rooms with light heart as in her mind, it was already labelled as "SOLD", despite the strange feeling of being an intruder in someone else's home... but the thought that she too could share those marvels and so near the city-centre and, most importantly, her workplace, made her look at the apartment like an endless serie of add-ons, as, for what she was used to, a sofa where to slump at night and a bathroom would be enough to call her "interested"...<br/><br/>Once the<i>Tour</i>finished, Sarah cannot but clap her hands in excitement and giggled <<Yes yes! I definitely loooooove this place! Oh, and i could use something fresh indeed... oh, y'know... i had not a break since... uhm... yersterday night? >> she giggled as she also realized that <<And... uhm... coming to... the rent... more or less... how much will it be? I mean... now that i've seen it all, its position, the furnitures... i want want want to stay here! Teehee>>