Abigail sat at the edge of the couch looking uncomfortable and out of place as she waited for Marcel in his apartment. She was surprised at how small it was, she didn't realize houses could be this tiny. The living room was significantly smaller than her bathroom. how do people live like this?... She pondered. She glanced around, surveying the place... though it was small but it was well decorated for a man's place. Her eyes moved around the room, wondering if at any moment the building would cave in and trap her inside. When she had stopped by this morning to pick Marcel up, for shopping, she didn't think she would have to be kept waiting and worse in a tiny box but when he said he had to shower, she couldn't exactly refuse even though it irked her. She hated people that did not have regard for time, after much persuasion from Marcel she had decided to wait in his building till he showered and changed out of his running clothes. How long does it take one to shower? She mused q
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