When the doors opened Andy left the elevator and entered the corridor, the walls beige with horizontal orange stripes painted on it to have a some colour. A notice board hung halfway and Andy quickly examined it before continuing, nothing new had been added since the morning.
He stopped in front of the 4th door and opened it. "Come in," he said, leaving the door open for his guest as he stepped inside himself. "Close the door behind you, will you?"

The walls in the hallway were white with some pictures of family members and on a hatrack were four sculptures of saints. Andy led him to the living room with several masks covering the yellow wall next to a large window, and a large painting of the African savanna on the wall next to an open door giving access to a corridor with a few doors. A round table of light birch was surrounded by four chairs and a light oak sofa and seat set with a matching coffeetable made up the television corner. A tall bookcase in a similar light wood covered most of the last free wall. 

"That is where the toilet, bathroom and bedrooms are," Andy said as he gestured ahead. "The kitchen is behind the door in the hall," he added, gesturing to where they had come from. "What do you want to do first, check out your bed or talk about whatever is on your mind right now?"