The Place

@Kim Taehyung With a small sigh, Boa checked the address on her phone again to see if she had gotten it right. From where she stood on the sidewalk outside, the industrial building didn’t really look like much and less like an artist’s creative space. Then again, she knew inspiration was a strange beast and if something about the area spoke to him then that was it. The brunette had a hard time seeing it though and that was why she was trying to make sure it was the correct place. Her second and third glances told her the same thing as the first so she laid her disbelief aside as she slipped her phone into her purse, adjusted the strap on her shoulder, and made her way inside.

The place was fairly clean and offered more natural light than she would have guessed from the outside but she figured that wasn’t going to be the only surprise in store for her there. Boa paused at the door, unsure whether to knock or simply let herself in. Her friend had been unclear whether or not the man lived in the same place he worked nor did she intend to walk in on anyone if they were perhaps modeling for something more intimate so she decided on the former. She reached up with a pale hand and rapped thrice on the most solid part of the door she could find, the hollow sound resonating throughout the small area as she waited for an answer.