Romans & histoires A Little Space

Plus, she wasn't too particular when she was away from home, so she simply nodded. "Very well. Then the both of us shall stay in the single room, while you stay in the double room." Theo immediately agreed. Upon entering the room, Larissa took a look at the small bed in the room and frowned. "This bed is way too small!" she complained. Ambrose, on the other hand, was rather satisfied with the small bed. He said in an innocent voice, "It's okay, I'm small and won't take up much space." Larissa didn't particularly mind, but she was worried it would be uncomfortable for Ambrose.

Today really has done a number on my psyche. The tiny space of my apartment is barely big enough to fit all 5ft 2 of me, but it’s all mine. It’s a studio, with everything in one room apart from the teeny bathroom. The walls a chipped and scratched beige, the single window faces an alley that lets in more noise than light. But it’s so me. I’ve crammed every surface, every corner with pieces of me, forcing a splash of personality against the drab backdrop.

“Can I come in or do we plan to perform the entire fake relationship in the hallway?” I stepped aside and he carried the boxes in without another word. My apartment was small by professional athlete standards which meant it did not have six bathrooms, an indoor gym or an elevator that opened directly into my ego. It had one bedroom, one bathroom, a tiny kitchen, a living room with too many books and a view of the building across the street. Jaxon looked around. “Cozy,” he said. “It is called affordable.” “I did not say it was bad.” “You thought it loudly.”

“Get in here, then. Let's see if the inside looks as ugly as the outside does.” We all walk into the room, and Master Tsertinand flips the switch on. The room is not as ugly as the outside. It's pretty cheap in quality, sure, but it's not bad per se. It even looks cozy if you try hard enough. Except for one thing. The rooms are really, really small. “This is not large enough for all of us to sleep in,” Leita comments, and we all nod.

I nodded with a laugh, “Yup.” I led him to a small room. It wasn’t big, but it had a nice closet, a mini walk-in, and enough room for a small dresser and a bed. “Not a lot of space in here.” Frankie walked in behind me, “No, but it has enough room for the basics.” We talked about what we could do with the space, make it look a bit better, and update some things. “Frankie, this is only temporary, you know.” He smiled, sending a chill down my spine.

Kennedy POV. Today's a special night in the local club, it's the special club in town, it's where every kink and lifestyle is accepted. Tonight is littles night, we've been into so many of those, but this night we have our own little, it's very common for it to be date night for cg and littles.

"Oh. Wow. This is... cozy." Cozy. Code for tiny. "It's not much but it's mine." Leighton closed the door. Tried to see the space through Chloe's eyes. Peeling paint on the ceiling. Water stain in the corner. Kitchen barely big enough for one person. The whole apartment was smaller than Noah's bedroom. "Where's your couch?" "Don't have one yet. Still saving up." Leighton gestured to the two folding chairs by the window. "But I have chairs. And a table. Sort of."

“I think I found one space online.” Liam gestured. “Show me.‌” She turned⁠ the phone⁠ slightl‌y toward him. ‍It was a small building. Not fancy. Not polish⁠ed. Ju⁠st empty space.‌ Sunlight through big windows. A little worn‍ around th‌e⁠ edges. ⁠ Ava s‍poke quietly. “It’‍s not perfe⁠ct.” Lia‍m look‍ed at it carefully.

Nina puts down her bag, looking at Sunny's small home. It is a one-bed room apartment, only more than 50 square meters. But Sunny keeps her house as clean as a new pin. The floor is clean and bright, and fresh African chrysanthemums are inserted in a shiny glass bottle on the small table. It can be seen that Sunny is living with heart. Nina suddenly envies Sunny. She also wants to have such a small room, not too big, as long as it completely belongs to her. She wants to be an independent person, not Lucien's pet.

he says in a sad voice, I get what he means if this place wasn't kink-friendly we'll all have to hide a big part of ourselves behind closed doors. I once read a story, it's called littles academy, a world where everyone is either sub or dom, and littles are regular and real things, I loved that book and the author is awesome. But sadly outside of this company walls showing my little self would be a big mistake people would judge and talk badly about you.