[center][h1]Jiro[/h1][/center]

Jiro nodded back at Simon and lead the way. So Jiro walked through the halls covered in red, followed by innocent Nayu and Mr. Prince charming, Simon. The looks on people's faces were priceless as they left the building. Just as they walked out the front gates the bell rang signaling the end of lunch. Jiro took no notice of this since it wasn't the first time he's skipped before. He led the group down the sidewalk and across a few streets, passing the grocery store he worked at, and arrived at his house.

The front of his house was overgrown with different variations of grass, leaving only a small brick trail leading to his house visible. It also unlike most didnt have a garage. Other than that it looked like any other two story house on the street.

 When you walk in there were brown wood flooring and a small entry way that immediate leads to the family room and a kitchen which were connected together. The family room had a couch against the wall with a lamp next to it in the corner. In front of the couch was a coffee table that was more on the smallish side of medium. As you walk further in you see on the opposite wall is a ridiculously small table holding a 48" Sony LED HDTV screen which had nothing connected to it, not even the cord was plugged in. On the wall facing the kitchen were bookshelf filled to the brim with books. Lastly there were books, lots of books littered everywhere.
 
On the other side was completely different. The kitchen looked like what you would see in a expensive restaurant, but water down. It had a little island with one of those commercial hibachi stainless steel grills with a rim of marble countertop around it with stools. He had pans and other cooking utensils hanging above it and on the walls. There is also a oven with burners on the top, a dish washer, stainless steel fridge, some expensive and extremely sharp knifes in a easy to access corner, and a sink. This took up more than half of the kitchen but left a good space to cook. There were also cabinets all above the counter and some below it as well (one of them being a liquor cabinet, but don't tell anyone). The main difference between the two is one looked much cleaner.

In between the two rooms was a hallway with three doors and at the end a staircase. Door number one led to his bedroom which was painted [color=F33C36]red[/color] with white cream trimming. It had a king size bed with a single blanket and no pillows. Next to it was his nightstand which had his medication, his clock, a lamp, and a few books, all crammed on top of it. The only other things were his drawers which contained his clothes and on top a small stuffed dog that he had since he was four, a laundy basket, and a mirror, leaving the room quite bare. Behind door number two contained your standard master bathroom. And behind door number three contained boxes of either junk his parents sent him or unpack items. It also had a small path around the boxes to a washer and dryer.

The second floor had the exact same layout but nothing was in the two rooms besides bare beds for guests, but the main floor area practically look like a mini library that didn't have enough shelves to put books on. There were 4 plastic tables in the middle that had tons of books on and all around it. The three bookshelf that were there, which looked drastically different from each other, were crammed to the brim with books. The only other things were more boxes with books and a ladder.
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Jiro walked up to the door and unlocked it. He walked inside leaving his shoes on the side of the entrances, and gestured his hands inwards saying, [color=ed1c24]"Welcome to my home, excuse the mess I don't have guest often. Make yourself at home I'll get cooking."[/color] After they walked in he went to the kitchen and pulled out various ingredients like spices and a bottle of vodka before turning around and asking them [color=ed1c24]"What would you like to eat?"[/color] He had his sleeves rolled up with a black apron and it would be a perfect picture if he had a chef hat on.

I feel like I could have done a better job describing it.

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