every
advertisement in the window without little success – she decided to go
inside. A bell sounded twice as she pushed open the door the Estate
Agents. A young woman from behind a computer screen popped her head up and
smiled politely at Madison. She had short blonde hair that was cut into a bob,
thick blue eye shadow smudged across her eye lids and bright pink lip gloss.
She was in her late 20’s, but the excessive makeup and too many sessions at the
sun beds made her appear older than she actually was. Under all the fakery she
was a naturally pretty woman with clear skin, good cheek bone and beautiful
grey/blue eyes. Madison smiled awkwardly and scanned the advertisement on the
wall.
“Do you need any help?” she asked in a southern accent.
“Umm… yes. Maybe? I’m looking for a small apartment to rent.
Something really cheap and fully furnished. Ideally I need to move in there
today” Madison replied walking over to her beach coloured desk she sat behind.
She thought for a moment. Her faced became puzzled, she eyed
Madison trying to figure out her story and why she was in such a hurry to move
into somewhere today.
“I may have something for you. Take a seat” she gestured
towards the small red chair in front of the desk. Madison sat down; she scanned
over the papers the estate agent had spread across her desk.
“What sort of price range are you looking at?” she asked,
following Madison‘s gaze to the papers on her desk and pushing them aside.
“About £400 a month” Madison said, looking slightly
embarrassed and refocused her gaze to make eye contact with her.
The estate agent typed frantically on the computer, her
short blonde hair fell into her face as she studied something on the computer.
She pushed her hair behind her ear and frowned at the screen.
“What sort of area in London would you like to live in?” she
asked after a few seconds.
“Uh… here?” Madison said an uncertain expression on her
face. Strangely, she was starting to feel oddly comfortable in this part of
London and it seemed silly not to stay in the same location that Brendan had
also gotten off the underground at.
“I have one place that fits your price range, but it’s not
exactly an apartment, more of a bedsit. It comes with a small kitchen, bathroom
and bedroom/lounge. Currently the building is co-habited by tenants on housing
benefits, but the landlord is keen to start getting tenants in for private
rentals only. The good news is though, the landlord needs someone to move in
straight away, so if you liked it and put down a deposit we could have you in
by the end of the day” she said.
Madison thought for a moment. It was her main priority to
find somewhere to live; she couldn’t afford to waste any more money staying at
the Travel Lodge. She knew finding somewhere so cheap in London was almost
unheard of, and not having a job at present made her price range nonnegotiable.
“Would you like to view it?” the estate agent asked,
breaking the silence.
“Yes, please” Madison said weakly.
“We can go now if you don’t need to get to work?”
“No I don’t, so that would be great” she smiled.
“My name is Alison by the way. I’m a Senior Sales Agent here
at Mary Lynns . My car is in the car park out the back, if you would like
to follow me I’ll take you to the Property?” Alison said standing up. She
collected her handbag from beneath her desk and led the way out towards the
back door.
“I’m Madison” she said shyly.
Madison followed sheepishly behind Alison; she kept her eyes
to the floor until they reached the exit which led out into the back car park.
Alison led the way to a small black Citzren C2 parked outside the back door.
She pressed the button for the central locking and the car flashed to life, the
hazard lights flashed twice unlocking the doors. There were two other cars in
the car park, although no other estate agents were present in the building
while Madison was inside. Both
advertisement in the window without little success – she decided to go
inside. A bell sounded twice as she pushed open the door the Estate
Agents. A young woman from behind a computer screen popped her head up and
smiled politely at Madison. She had short blonde hair that was cut into a bob,
thick blue eye shadow smudged across her eye lids and bright pink lip gloss.
She was in her late 20’s, but the excessive makeup and too many sessions at the
sun beds made her appear older than she actually was. Under all the fakery she
was a naturally pretty woman with clear skin, good cheek bone and beautiful
grey/blue eyes. Madison smiled awkwardly and scanned the advertisement on the
wall.
“Do you need any help?” she asked in a southern accent.
“Umm… yes. Maybe? I’m looking for a small apartment to rent.
Something really cheap and fully furnished. Ideally I need to move in there
today” Madison replied walking over to her beach coloured desk she sat behind.
She thought for a moment. Her faced became puzzled, she eyed
Madison trying to figure out her story and why she was in such a hurry to move
into somewhere today.
“I may have something for you. Take a seat” she gestured
towards the small red chair in front of the desk. Madison sat down; she scanned
over the papers the estate agent had spread across her desk.
“What sort of price range are you looking at?” she asked,
following Madison‘s gaze to the papers on her desk and pushing them aside.
“About £400 a month” Madison said, looking slightly
embarrassed and refocused her gaze to make eye contact with her.
The estate agent typed frantically on the computer, her
short blonde hair fell into her face as she studied something on the computer.
She pushed her hair behind her ear and frowned at the screen.
“What sort of area in London would you like to live in?” she
asked after a few seconds.
“Uh… here?” Madison said an uncertain expression on her
face. Strangely, she was starting to feel oddly comfortable in this part of
London and it seemed silly not to stay in the same location that Brendan had
also gotten off the underground at.
“I have one place that fits your price range, but it’s not
exactly an apartment, more of a bedsit. It comes with a small kitchen, bathroom
and bedroom/lounge. Currently the building is co-habited by tenants on housing
benefits, but the landlord is keen to start getting tenants in for private
rentals only. The good news is though, the landlord needs someone to move in
straight away, so if you liked it and put down a deposit we could have you in
by the end of the day” she said.
Madison thought for a moment. It was her main priority to
find somewhere to live; she couldn’t afford to waste any more money staying at
the Travel Lodge. She knew finding somewhere so cheap in London was almost
unheard of, and not having a job at present made her price range nonnegotiable.
“Would you like to view it?” the estate agent asked,
breaking the silence.
“Yes, please” Madison said weakly.
“We can go now if you don’t need to get to work?”
“No I don’t, so that would be great” she smiled.
“My name is Alison by the way. I’m a Senior Sales Agent here
at Mary Lynns . My car is in the car park out the back, if you would like
to follow me I’ll take you to the Property?” Alison said standing up. She
collected her handbag from beneath her desk and led the way out towards the
back door.
“I’m Madison” she said shyly.
Madison followed sheepishly behind Alison; she kept her eyes
to the floor until they reached the exit which led out into the back car park.
Alison led the way to a small black Citzren C2 parked outside the back door.
She pressed the button for the central locking and the car flashed to life, the
hazard lights flashed twice unlocking the doors. There were two other cars in
the car park, although no other estate agents were present in the building
while Madison was inside. Both
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