Apartment Sign Crossword Clue นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Huh? It's uh, a hair straightener for apartment 13B." Oh, I see now. I didn't say anything but raised a brow at him. I pulled the door back to look at the tag glued to the door. It read 13C. The boy, whose eyes followed mine, also saw the tag and then he realised his mistake, or so I thought. "There's nobody in apartment 13B, so it has to be yours." He said in an affirmative tone. He seemed so sure.

I said. He raised a brow in the rearview mirror. "Address please." "The private dorms. Building C. And don’t stop until we get there." The drive was quiet. My fingers tapped against the leather seats. "Ma’am?" my driver said. "We’re here." I looked up. I checked the file again. Apartment 3B. "Wait here," I said. I stepped out and walked through the front door, up the steps, and down the hallway, ignoring the curious eyes of a girl in pajamas holding a bowl of popcorn.

I got out of the car, put on my shades on and examined the building. "We're heading to the top floor. " Giovanni said from behind me. It was an old brick apartment building, with a faded sign out front that read "Sunrise Gardens." The front door was a little bit hard to open, and it creaked as we stepped inside. The hallway was dark and a little bit dusty, with a faint smell of mustiness in the air. As we walked down the hallway, the sound of our footsteps echoed off the walls.

She agreed and he signaled with his hand for her to come over. Clara kept looking from one thing to the other. There was a picture of an aged man and a young lady. There was also a picture of a wolf on the wall. He seemed to be a person associated with the brown color. The apartment was a two-bedroom with a kitchen, laundry room, and sitting room. They finally got to the guest room, he unlocked the door for her. "Here you have it." He pointed. "Come out for dinner when you are done." He added and walked away. Clara glanced at his disappearing image before pushing the door open.

Adrian's apartment? *****

He said handing another envelope that contains pictures of the apartments. Flipping through them one after the other, I finally found the one I like and I pointed it out to him. “I like this one sir,” I told him. “That’s on the main street, New York.” The apartment is huge and spacious, and with a premium location, I could sense comfort and peace. “Nice choice, hand me the first envelope,“ he flipped through it before handing me a document to sign. “Here is the agreement guide read through it before signing it,” he said.

But Harvey has to tell me something. The chaperone helped us carry the boxes and luggage inside the building. Stairs after stairs, and we finally reached our apartment door. Under the peephole was a name etched on a wooden frame. Crescent I, it read. That was the name of our pack, followed by a Roman numeral.

"It's this one." The guy covered his nose as well and pointed his torch at the ceiling and floors for some seconds before he continued to walk forward. Four brown doors were on each side of the hallway, two on each side and just like the others, a chipped off archway stood at the front of the apartment doors. I squinted my eyes at it and saw a faint writing scribbled at the top. Block 3AD.

It was an apartment block the size of `half a skyscraper, colored in grey, white, and cream with a big sign hanging off one of the buildings that had the name of the apartment on it, and at the entrance stood 4 security guards. “Good day, Dr. de Villiers, it’s great to see you…hope the trip was great?” asked one of the security guards with a warm smile. After pressing some things on his phone, the gate opened and the Uber driver drove in and was told where to stop, Etienne had a glance at Andre due to the formalities he had just witnessed. “Go this way, the elevator is on the right,” said André as the two dragged their bags on. “André, this place looks like a business park than an apartment”

The entire building is lit up like a Christmas tree in December. In big bold letters, the words ‘L.O.T.U.S. A.P.P.A.R.T.M.E.N.T.S.’ reads from top to bottom. “You live there!?” I ask, my eyes bulging as I glance over my shoulder at Kain, who merely shrugs at me.