Dante was sitting in his comfy leather seat that he bought a few days ago that went perfect with everything in the loft apartment which he bought after a few days of being in forks. Dante had one leg in the chair and the other wraped around as he watched the screen of his comptuer he was making a new design on his comptuer. When he heard the door bell. He turned to look to the door which was down stairs. He wasn't planning on having anyone over today. He got up out of the chai and took the bowl that had the half eaten ramen in it. He wanted down the sprail stairs. Each step making a little slapping noise as he was barefooted, with only workout pant on. He placed the Bowl on the counter and head for the door.
Inside of the loft
Inside of the loft