Uncle Adelard passed away during the night, and the very next morning, a cab took me to my new house.
So, here I am, with nothing but the clothes on my back and a few thousand simoleons to tide me over. I can't help but think about Ruffles, my cat, but I'm at peace knowing a little girl had been waiting to adopt her.
So, I know you're all dying to see the house. Well, here it is. It's modest, but a few K doesn't really stretch very far.
The kitchen, with the absolute basics:
The dining/living room with my refurbished vintage television:
This is the second bedroom. I scored a deal on the bed, hoping I'll have enough to buy a crib when the time comes.
And my bedroom. The bed is antique cast iron, and the dresser... well...
...not quite my style, but really, I can't complain. Eventually I'll sand it and repaint.
So, now that I'm here, I guess I should go meet some new
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