Irene kicked off her shows as she walked into the dim living room of her newly rented apartment. It was small, tacky with faded walls, busted pipes and The furniture were worn out, stained and torn.
But the apartment was cheap, and considering the current situation she was in, it’d make due and price aside, it was the only place in the entire of Oslo that the landlord had agreed to rent to her. Apparently bad status not only affected her business, but also the willingness of Landlords to rent out their place to her.
Clearly, they feared being on the Romero family's bad side more than a few hundred thousand bucks.
But that didn't really matter to Irene, after all, she had no plans of staying in this rundown apartment for too long.
Walking into her room, she strolled towards the wardrobe that looked like it could fall apart with a single push from a toddler and pulled it open and turned on the red light she had installed inside.