Winry’s thoughts raced, she hated Hero’s she thought that they were good for nothing and wasting time. She had always met that one person who tried to change how things were. She scoffed, how could one person change something that had been going on for decades? This city had always been a problem, there was no changing it. It was run down and old and as the saying goes you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. She began to close her balcony and then thought to leave it open, besides there was something about him that she could not get off of her mind.
Her loft was amazing. The place could only be described as gorgeous. To your left was a balcony that was as big as the eye could see. To the right was the kitchen and bar lounge area and behind it was a waterfall curtain with all types of lights illuminating the water. The bar was stocked with liquor of assortments to her favorite Johnny Walker of different flavors. The kitchen had every appliance that you could imagine and they were all stainless steel.
The living room was in a different part of the house, there were no doorknobs, all the doors were sliding doors that activated when you came near them. The living room had its own theater like atmosphere, lights dimmed a projection like screen covered the wall the sofa, and you literally sank in. The carpet was plush and white; it was like walking on a cloud. There were all sorts of entertainment from DVD’s to game consoles and every game for the PS3, 360, and Wii consoles. An eighteen disk track stereo system that played both IPOD and MP3 songs just by name recognition and the wall paintings were wonderful. There was even one where Winry was naked lying with a white tiger. She blushed forgetting that was there. “I’ll have that taken down if you wish…moving onto the bedroom.” The bedroom was in a separate room and when the door opened you saw a giant red and black California King size Canopy bed with pillows adoring the top. The pillows were hand made from different parts of Europe, Asia, and India, imported with the finest silk and other different types of cloth. The bedroom too had a balcony and you could see the entire loft from where you were standing. The curtains were a shade of black that was a mixture of silk and cashmere. Candles surrounded the place and there was a fifty karat gold chandelier that was in the middle between the bed and the balcony. The Dresser was Armani, it had three walk in closets and the lamps were from Peru.
She sat on the sofa and grabbed her another glass of Johnny Walker. “Maybe today I can see him again.” She said sipping her poison.