A Step into the Living Room

I slid off the edge of the mattress, my shoes landing with a quiet tap against the floorboards. Slipping past the cracked bedroom door, the hallway opened into a spacious living room bathed in the soft glow of a floor lamp. Ahead of me lay a plush, strawberry-patterned rug resting beside a low wooden coffee table. I approached cautiously, feeling the deep weave beneath my heels. Resting against the base of the table was a tiny ceramic coaster shaped like a citrus slice. I crouched down to nudge it with my fingertip, watching it spin slightly on the smooth floor. The room is quiet, but there is so much to see.