Chapitre 30: An impossible demand

 Nora dragged herself to the front door, her heart still racing with excitement.

 "This.. I don't know if this is stupid," her heart skipped beat, "But I have no choice."

 She brought our the keys that the good looking guy had given to her, and opened the door.

"Good luck to me," she drawled, and pushed herself inside. Her stomach growled, and she remembered she hadn't had breakfast.

 "Oh, right."

 She looked around. The living room was neatly arranged, th cream colored sofas were arranged in a semi table, with a black glass table in the centre, and a flower vase with no flowers. The walls were painted in shades of purple and grey. There were no paintings

 "The designer sure does have taste," she commended.

 "I don't have foodstuffs available yet," she clenched her fists, "How am I supposed to get them within a short period of time?" She closed her eyes, and sighed softly, "Oh God," she held her head, and sat down.