Little Space Rooms Novels & Stories

Marion led Debra to the innermost room on the left. When the door opened, he quickly stepped in front of her to block the dust from the doorframe. It took a while before she could see what was inside. The place was cramped, covering no more than ten square meters. Three sets of bunk beds stood on the sides, their frames already rusted. In the middle was a simple frame holding a copper basin. There was nothing else. Marion had understated it when he called the room shabby.

not happy to see the woman's arrogant nature. "Yusa.." Yusa turned around when Romlah's maid suddenly called him. "Yes," Yusa answered kindly. "Come with me...I'll take you to the room..." Yusa was taken to the back near the warehouse.. a small room measuring six by five square meters which he will occupy from now on. "This is the room... it's a bit dirty and dusty because it hasn't been cleaned yet..." "It's okay... this is more than enough..." "I'll go first, okay.."

The garden in front only had grass and shade trees. "You have friends?" laughed Ben after finding the entrance to his unit at the end of the corridor. The door locking system used a six-digit code, easy for Maureen to memorize even though she pretended not to look and fixed the handbag hanging from her arm. "That's so sarcastic," Maureen said. She followed Ben into the studio-sized room. A type of roomless unit that incorporates a queen-sized bed, long sofa, and kitchen. The difference is that Ben's unit adds a mezzanine aka an additional floor using half the height of the room for a bed without a bed so that the main floor has additional space.

Gideon, the one who had killed his sister at the very beginning. "All the rooms on this level are connected," Gideon said seriously. "You've got high-level access codes. We can cut through the rooms instead." Five minutes later, Hayley stepped into one of the rooms. The rooms on this level were all four-person units. They had white walls and were barely 200 square feet. Inside were two sets of bunk beds, two lockers, and a single table. After that, there was barely enough space left to walk. There was no private kitchen or bathroom. Those were shared facilities.

he said, walking around the house. "This house contains 5 rooms with 1 guest room, there is a game room, movie room and of course a basement. The game room and movie room we hardly use due to only us being in this house" he said. I looked at him and Liam in pity. Their lives are as boring as mine; they live in a big but empty house. My life is also boring the only different is my house is way smaller. I really hope that will change. Then we got to the back of the house and I was shocked.

I spin to accuse Maverick, only to find he silently slipped from my room. So, like any calm, cool headed woman, I grab the blanket and march my ass over the threshold to his room. He wants to invade my space and privacy? Fine. Tit for tat, Maverick. Tit for Tat. I glance around the barren room, surprised by how tiny his space is. His bed is a quarter of the size of my California king and he has no sitting area where I have almost a full size living room. He is clearly not lurking in this tiny room, so I move to the only place he could be.

Without waiting for Roxanne to speak, she brushed past her and walked away, the maid behind Roxanne followed her and the two ladies left Roxanne standing in front of the door with so many questions. She took deep breaths in and out, trying to calm her anxiety, before pushing the door open. This was the last room in the corridor and by far the smallest she had seen. The smell of damp undergarments, sweat and feminine deodorant hit her immediately. As she looked around the room, she could see that it was half the size of other rooms she had peeped into, and there were four bunks present in this one! There was barely enough space for three people to stand on the floor at once. Yet, eight people

Both can be true. The typing dots appear immediately. Then disappear. I stare at the screen longer than necessary. I type again. I’m okay. Just busy. We’ll catch up soon. I send it before I can rethink it. Soon is a flexible word, it is both comforting and non-committal. The building empties around me without ceremony. Lights flick off in neighboring rooms. Footsteps fade. Someone laughs down the hall, distant and brief. I keep working. At some point the voices start overlapping.

' Pointing to the lean tall brownish pink building with maroon paint patches gate, Lily exclaimed, "Found it!" 'This!?' Trevor twisted his mouth. His mind went even crazier and blank to hear that each floor has four rooms and that Lily's friend lives in one of them. He felt that the room wouldn't be sufficient for the girls themselves. He cried to himself, putting on a grumpy face. His eyes went wide open when Lily took out the room's keys beneath the door mat. Behind Lily, he entered the square room with a small bed, tiny cupboard and space around the bed sufficient for a single person to walk. "How are we going to sleep here?"

Roommate needed: Male or female, doesn’t smoke, tidy, can cook tasty meals is a plus, minds their business – I scoffed at the roommate ad, is he looking for a roommate or does he want a maid? I folded the paper into my bag as I walked into the bank to clear out all the money from me and Marty’s joint account, ten thousand dollars, it was nothing much but it was enough to get me started on a new life.