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[yeahsoinanutshell]

4.7 Apartment 402

Mrs. Aileen Tan's eyes were dull, like she was in a daze. She stands with her feet together, arms to the side almost like a mannequin. Apartment. Two bedrooms. Two bathrooms. Dining Area. Living Space. Their apartment was almost one fourth of a floor, just enough for four growing kids who were still in their schooling. Her husband deals with their business and she is left to care for their youngest boy - the only boy to be exact. The two oldest sleep in their own room, while the two youngest stay in their parent's bedroom. The king sized bed could accommodate the couple and the shoti, but the atsi would sleep on a foldable bed she would arrange just before. Her bedside table would comprise of three things: baby bottle, white cloth, and her prayer book, which are used in order. The lullaby helps the child sleep, along with the milk and the cloth for wiping off the drippings. After the boy is asleep, she attends to her daughter and kisses her good night.  She covers her body up to her torso with a blanket, while she waits for her eyes to get tired while her husband watches TV. The porcelain figurines adorned the shelves about the set. She loved collecting them, thinking it was "feminine" for her to do so. She sits up and picks up where she had left off the night before. Ends it with the sign of the cross.

[yeahsoinanutshell]

4.6 Old house

Miguel adjusts his red and black plaid long-sleeves and makes his way into the restaurant. Before he pulls on the door, he tugs on his polo. 2-storey wooden house. Three bedrooms. Three Bathrooms. Living Room. Kitchen. Garage. It was cheap. Two thousand a month, but it wasn't the best looking house - nor was it the safest. Through the years, termites, storms and burglars had dilapidated the "spanish-era" type house. He fortunately got the deal from a friend, who offered seeing that it was inherited and had nothing to do with it.  He was in a pinch, with a debt from a 5-6 motorcycle rider. He wasn't in a place to complain. Plumbing was still okay, and the electricity steady - it was enough for someone starting out in the city. He's barely in the house anyway, so he doesn't like to do any unnecessary redecoration or renovation. He only needs a place to sleep. He didn't bother to buy a bed, only a mattress in the smallest room on the first floor. He did have a pillow and a blanket. 

Most of the time, he's at work or looking for work, since he often gets fired for "performing inadequately".His phone was always beside his head when he sleeps, so he often wakes up with one ring. He waits for calls of only to types: "You got the job" or "Thank you for your application".

Above him was a window that he chose to keep open, since he had no air conditioning or a fan to cool him off. He eats out as well, but he takes his breakfast on a small make-shift kitchen table. He didn't use the cabinets in the kitchen, they were too dusty. He buys what he needs and consumes it before having to store any up. 

[yeahsoinanutshell]

4.5 Townhouse

Tina takes her time - on her own pace as she follows the sidewalk. She holds out a phone, and receives a call. 3-Storey House. Four bedrooms. Five bathrooms. Living room. Garage. Kitchen. Garden. They recently just moved into their brand new townhouse. Each had their own room: Eldest brother, older sister and younger brother, along with the couple's. It was spacious, elegant and peaceful so no one complained.

Her parents get off from work at different times, eldest with his own agendas, an older sister who seems to be always busy, and a younger brother who simply plays on his console 15 hours a day. Eating separately is a usual site. She usually asks from the help to bring the food up to her room on the second floor. 

The walls are white, with a single accent lime green wall where her bed's headboard is placed. The floor was lined with a creme fur rug, she doesn't bring her shoes inside so as not to ruin the rug. Instead, she has bedroom slippers neatly prepared inside a shoe cubby beside her door.  She has small shelf of novels, cook books and magazines, although she hardly touches them. They were placed there simply because there had to be something on the shelves. There was one book she does read:  "Everything You Need To Know About Everything You Need To Know About". It was on the most bottom. Below the shelves is her desk, with a flatly laid out calendar with little markings and scribbles and a flouresent night lamp protruding from the wall. A few ballpens are in a container that says: "Good day!" Her bags and clothes are inside her wardrobe, arranged in hue. She tidies it up each morning - she has a hard time choosing which one to wear it they weren't aligned as such. Her laptop rests atop her bed, attached to it is the charger connected to an extension cord. She leaves it like that so she doesn't have to plug and unplug it each time. It was quite troublesome. 

[manaloshey]

4.7 The Typical Gamer

He was a little chubby and his eyes were chinky. He wore a red Spiderman shirt and khaki shorts. He carried a backpack. He smiled a lot.

I could imagine him sleeping on a queen-sized bed covered with a couple of pillows and a thick and soft comforter with a striped pattern of navy blue and white. His room was big and spacious enough for another queen-sized bed. The walls of the room were covered with white with silver and black splatters patterned wallpaper. I could imagine a maid had always kept his room neat and tidy every morning he’d leave for school. A small flat-screen TV was positioned in front of the bed and his video games were carefully placed on a table below it. A DVD player was also placed on the same wooden table. A study table was placed beside his bed and on top of it were thick books he used in college. They were also neatly stacked. His laptop was also placed on the study table. His closet was small but it was full of clothes, mostly shirts. Its front was made of mirror which gave him a full-body view before leaving for school every morning. The far right wall of his room was where a wooden shelf that held all his superhero collector’s items was placed. 

[manaloshey]

4.6 The Fashionista

Her royal blue blazer folded in the cuffs caught my attention. I thought she had a nice wardrobe.

I could imagine her bedroom was as big as a classroom where all the walls were painted in dirty white and its ceiling was high. A poster was pinned at the back of the door—it was Adam Levine’s. Her queen-sized bed was placed at the center of the room and was pushed against the wall—s small window above the bed’s headboard. It was covered with comforter in baby pink color. There were four huge, fluffly pillows covered in white pillow cases with floral embroidery patterns and a Bear Cuddler stuffed toy. Her slippers were placed on the right side of the bed—the floors were wooden and shiny. On both sides of the bed were small wooden tables painted in cream too. Her study table were full of books—even novel books—and they were neatly placed on top of it. This table was long as her personal computer was on top of it too. She had a laptop, which was carefully placed beside a pile of papers from work. Opposite her bed was a small flat-screen TV—a couple of DVDs were scattered on the floor. There were two bean bags placed before the TV. The right side of the room were two cabinets painted in cream too. They were placed next to each other and they were full of clothes. They were arranged by colors and style—it seemed as if she was kind of OC about them. A full-body mirror stood next to the cabinets—behind it was a shoe rack, also full of shoes arranged by color. Her room was so spacious a small coffee table with two chairs could still fit inside. 

[manaloshey]

4.5 The Working Brother

He wore a long-sleeved polo shirt and he paired it with a pair of denim pants. He wore a semi-formal pair of shoes. He looked like a newly employed man or a fresh grad one.

He shared room with his younger brother. He stayed in the right side of the room where his double-sized bed was pushed to the wall which was not painted and was covered with pale blue linen sheets. The wall beside his bed was full of his favorite bands’ A4 posters. Under the bed were his pairs of shoes—leather, casual and rubber shoes. The bedside table was small, beside it was his brother’s. On top of it were his watch, a photo of her girl friend, his cellphone and some over-the-counter medicines. The drawers had some of his books from college which he still kept. Behind the two bedside tables were the windows—a couple of his shirts hanged on the metal bars of the windows. He shared a big cabinet with his little brother too that was placed opposite the bed. The door faced the cabinet from the left and at the back of hanged the brothers’ bathroom towels. His side in the room was kept clean but his little brother’s side was full of toy cars and his working books for school were scattered on top and under the bed. Some coloring materials were also scattered around the floor. He never really minded sharing the room with his younger brother, their house was really small. It was manageable. 

[yeahsoinanutshell]

4.4 Ancestral Home

Mrs. Ramirez talks with much volume, and speaks with a fast momentum. Just her laugh, makes you laugh - that's how she is. Bungalow. Three bedrooms. Two bathrooms. Living room. Kitchen.  They have been on that street for 62 years. Renovations were made, rooms added, rooms removed and rooms just left untouched. It wasn't too big, it wasn't too small - it was just enough for a family of four: father, mother, son and daughter.  It wouldn't be accurate to say four, since only the husband and wife live there. She has a night lamp beside their bed, she uses it to read every night before she goes to sleep. Her eyeglass case directly beside on a wooden desk. She keeps her blanket only up to her waist. It was bothersome since it was too hot if it were to cover her entire body.  The couple has separate beds. The husband sleeps on the floor, using a banig. He complains how he gets back pain when he sleeps on mattress. It's too soft, that he gets enveloped. On the floor is an alarm clock, he sets it at 6 am everyday - apart from wednesday where he sets at 5 am for him to hear mass. She has a large mirror with a border that looked like porcelain. On the desk were tiny trinkets of jewellery like bracelets, rings, and necklaces. She doesn't keep them in their boxes, because she forgets that she had them. There were containers that were empty, used for make-up. She didn't throw them out because she wanted to buy new ones and would refer to the labels - although she always did forget, she didn't really need it.

[yeahsoinanutshell]

4.3 Split-type

Mr. Francisco takes a step forward, easy and slowly. He's wearing a white polo and khaki pants folded up. His glasses were crooked.   Split-type. Three bedrooms. Three bathrooms. Living room. Garage.  He has a wife and four kids, but most have already moved out - except for their youngest who works as a writer. He retired from work ten years earlier, due to his weak constitution and rehabilitation.  The house enters into a floor and splits into a lower and higher level with a flight of stairs. The receiving area is on the main floor. The higher level has the bedroom, which weren't occupied. Boxes were in place of what should be beds, chair and desks. The lower floor where his room is located. After his stoke, he has a hard time moving about. It's near the kitchen, and beside it is a bathroom. He has a couch directly beside his bed, adjacent to it is a 16 inch TV set with the remote on his bed table, ready to be turned on any time of the day. The room has a single window where he hardly opens. He only pulls the drapes aside and together to ether let light enter in the morning or keep in the dark at night. He has a stack of newspapers beside his bed table, with a pen attached to it. He enjoys playing the sudoku on the entertainment page and looks forward to the Sunday crossword puzzle.