Do I call the number?
Yes
The phone rang as I waited for an answer on the other side. Suddenly, a gruff man's voice came through.
"Hello?"
"Hi," I said, "my name's Henry, I'm a student at the university. I saw your flyer about the room you had available and wanted to see if it was still open."
"Oh, yeah it is!" he said as his voice perked up a bit.
"Awesome, how does the application process work," I asked.
"Come by the place this evening if you can, and we can work out the details." The man said.
I wrote down the address as he gave it to me, and got to work on some homework, a little more at ease feeling as though my solution was right around the corner.
The afternoon came and went and around 7pm I headed for the place. It was in a nice middle class part of town, nothing too lavish just cozy and homely. Reminded me of home growing up.
I pulled up to the house and saw 2 cars in the driveway. Guess this guy didn’t live alone.
I got out of the car and knocked on the door. A middle aged man opened the door, in only a pair of basketball shorts. As he said hi I recognized the voice from the phone.
“Nice to meet you Henry, I’m Tim! Come on in!” He said.
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