Kijani was carefully unpacking her suitcase in the small room that she'd been offered, dancing slightly to the music flowing from her headphones.
She couldn't quite remember how her father knew these people, who had offered to board her. Had it been his old college friend? Or perhaps a former co-worker? She had no idea, but it was surprising.

This place was... quaint. That was a nice word for it. Rustic would be another. It was a very cute place. Kijani truly expected any person who knew her father to have the best of everything. Furniture, cars, appliances... At least something more modern than this. Oh well. She certainly would keep her disappointment to herself. 

With her music thumping, she put her clothes away in the small dresser. It was full before she got half her things out of her massive suitcase. "Hmm.. Where am I going to put my shoes..." She shimmied as she pulled the suitcase across the room.