(Embry’s POV)
Shuffling into the kitchen tiredly, I examined the little apartment properly this time, not having much of a chance to last night when Indigo brought me up here. It was simple and small, a little kitchen separated from the living area by an island with bar stools.
The prominent colour of the apartment was a soft green, complemented with several house plants dotted around the place. The bedroom also held a simplistic design with a floor framed bed and some storage.
Grabbing an oat bar Indigo must have left on the counter for me, I shuffled from foot to foot, finding the feeling of the fluffy socks entertaining as they glided against the wooden floors. Picking up the yellow sticky note left beside the oat bar, I shuffled through the cabinets trying to find the bin.
“I hope you slept okay and that the shower worked okay for you last night! Eat this, I dropped in more clothes for you, they are on the couch. When you’re finished come down to the parlour