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What You'll Find Here
Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale
Anacosta Heights
Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.
Dupont Circle
Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.
Hawethorn Village
Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.
River Dale
River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.
what I thought and what I said
Posted on May 20, 2014 by avicus toryn
 Were she better at reading emotions in people's faces, she would know that he had already decided to let her stay. Were she better at a lot of things, she might not even be standing in some stranger's foyer, hoping to make things work. Jaw tensed slightly as he stared around, clearly unnerved by her question, the cogs of his brain working overtime and almost visible behind the pretty face. It wouldn't surprise her if this had been a ploy after all, and the frustration she'd felt at the long hunt for the right address began to resurface. She had never been told of the way her temperature spiked as her emotions grew, the faintest shimmers of heat-haze hanging onto her shoulders and fingers, warnings of the potential violence to come to those that could see it. In this city, everyone probably could, except herself. "Why do I feel like what I can afford and what you're looking for are two vastly different numbers?" Tone acid-washed, throwing emotional barriers up in the way of that pesky thing called hope, she frowned and crossed her arms, already mentally steeling herself to leave. It was hard, she didn't want to go, and nor did she want to be laughed out of a situation that might work. He seemed eager, suddenly too young and left unsupervised, some sort of cruel joke of maturity and catastrophe, barreling straight for her. Shifting awkwardly, too late to step aside as he brushed past and bounded up the stairs with something approaching feline grace, she sighed before ascending behind him, heels of her boots clicking on the hardwood. "Why are you renting out? Your ad wasn't exactly forthcoming on information..." It wouldn't hurt to know his reasoning, she didn't want to be faced with foreclosure or whatever it was that people who didn't pay their rent or mortgage dealt with, even as a paying tenant. Fishing, certainly, but the more information available, the better she might be able to make her decision. The high ceilings only endeared her towards the townhouse further, waging war on her logic and better judgment. He opened a door at the end of the hall and stepped inside, the west-facing windows already tempting her beyond her sensibilities demanded. "Oh," The expression fell from parted lips almost before she realized she said anything, body relaxing even as she stepped inside and looked around. Pale blonde furniture stood out against the blue walls and white curtains, indicating a luxury she'd never seen before. Long-fingered hands couldn't help but touch and run over corners and planes of things, knowing she was already in love with the space even though logic dictated she couldn't begin to afford it. "You're sure you want to rent this out? It's gorgeous!" The pang in her chest when she realized just how small her savings were, but even with the calculated income from the coffee shop, she wasn't sure that she could make it worth his while. Certainly there were other potential tenants that would be more reliable than some clueless girl off the streets. The heat-haze that had curled over her shoulders mere moments before was gone, replaced with a childlike sense of wonder as she drifted towards the bathroom. It contained a full bath, along with enough counter space for three people, cunningly laid into the corner of the room and under the slope of the roof. Turning back to face him, she offered him a faint smile, lingering in the doorway between the bathroom and the bedroom. "I can give you six-hundred a month, plus maybe a little more for utilities and such, depending on how you calculate that out? I know it's not much, but, if it's something that can work for you?" Biting the full lower lip, hands sliding into her jacket pockets, curling into fists and trying to hide the tremor in her fingers, grey eyes wide as she looked towards him. The appeal of the room was enough to make her stay, light with early-afternoon sun as it broke through the clouds. "I can offer free coffee when I get started at the shop..." so let me take this medicine, to quench my love for violent things |
Replies
- whether we like it or not - By Ian Lonnberg on May 20, 2014 at 1:53 PM
- say goodbye or say forever - By avicus toryn on May 20, 2014 at 5:44 PM
- they say we can love who we trust - By Ian Lonnberg on May 20, 2014 at 7:08 PM