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Skribentens beskrivelse af The ThresholdHe didn't have to wait long the door was opened by a middle aged woman who seemed to be slightly agitated “Yes? Can I help you?” the woman asked.?“Um... I am Christian.” he replied.?“Oh shit the exchange student! I totally forgot, uh come in come in. Would you like something to drink?” She asked moving aside to let him in “We Have Coffee, Tea... soda?” "No im fine thank you, if you could just show me to my room?” Christian said lifting his suitcase. “Oh of course this way.” she gestured with her hand “Im Clara by the way.”?"Nice to meet you." Christian smiled. "By the way just call me Chris."?His room was up the stairs and the third door on the left there was a bed, desk, one drawer, a window, and two pictures probably of her parents. “Well Mike will be home in a while dinner is almost ready i will let you know” Clara said as she closed the door. Hmm so it this should be fun. |
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