“Well this is it!” She says.
You take a look around and see that it’s a master bedroom, as you expected, and it’s 100x better than anything you ever would’ve had if it hadn’t been for that book.
Ella leaves you to your room and you decide the best thing to do is use the book right now.
“I wish all my stuff from my old room was in here and put away.” You lived by yourself in a crappy apartment before all this. No doubt your clothes and video games and whatnot are still there.
All your stuff is right where you’d want it to be by the time you look up from writing, and you’re about to turn the tv on when there’s a knock at your door.
