Eva, sporting two large duffle bags on her shoulders, looks again at a crinkly piece of paper, where she messily wrote the address.
Yep, this is the place. Jeez, this place is huge.
She stuffs the paper down her jean pocket, and stands outside of the door, knocking.
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Being impatient, Eva decides to just try to get in. Surprisingly, the door wasn't locked in the first place.
She walks around aimlessly, until she finds a room to settle into.
She puts her bags down with relief, sitting down on the bed.
It's pretty nice here, I'm sure they won't mind if I take this room.
She begins to practice playing her acoustic guitar.