City Lounge: Berlin (Book Three, Chapter Thirteen: Dividing and Cleaning)

Chapter Thirteen: Dividing and Cleaning:

I didn’t have hopes on the acting troupe to clean up Stephanie’s apartment. But, they were helpful will clearing out everything she had been hoarding. I didn’t expect them to come over right away. I looked up when I heard the doorbell ring.

“I’ll get it!” Stephanie said. She leapt up and hurried over to the door. I looked up in time to see her opening the door to her acting troupe. My jaw dropped.

“Hello, Garth!” she said.

“Hey,” he said. “How’s it been?”

“Oh, we’re just cleaning up my flat here,” Stephanie said. I came around just in time to see Garth give her an odd look.

“You? Cleaning?” he asked.

“I was the one who suggested it,” I said. Garth looked me up and down.

“Who’s this hottie here?” he asked. I twirled around and giggled.

“It’s me, Emily,” I said. “You like my hair?”

“Yeah,” Garth said. I giggled.

“Thank you,” I said. Stephanie moved between us.

“Okay!” she said. “Let’s just get this over with. She’s making throw away my things.”

“Not everything,” I said. “We’re just giving away the things you don’t want.” I walked over to the box of pictures.

“We starting with these pictures,” I said. “Look through what you want and take it.” The rest of the troupe walked into the apartment.

“Three pictures for everyone,” Stephanie said. “Take them and keep them.” The box was picked clean. While they did that, I worked on the light colors. When came back to the living room, it looked like a flea market. Two of the male troupe members took the cardboard boxes away.

“I’m washing some clothes too,” I said. “Right now, we’re going through her music and movies.” I joined the rest of crowd at the coffee table.

“I’m not giving you any of these!” Stephanie was quick to say.

“We know,” I said. “We’ll not asking you to.” The movies were sorted the type of media and genres. They took over the middle section of the living room. Some of them ended up in her room and the spare room. The same thing happened with her music.

“Where is your LP player?” Garth asked.

“In my room, I think,” Stephanie said. She didn’t sound too certain about that. I don’t know if or when we’ll get to her room today. There are still many boxes in the living room as it is.

“Did you take everything from your apartment with you?” I asked.

“No,” Stephanie said. “Just some things from my home and things I bought while I was traveling on the road.” Sebastian whistled.

“Wow,” I said. We’re going to be here all night cleaning. But, my resolve didn’t weaken.

“Anyone hungry?” I asked.

“Nah,” Meg said.

“We’re good,” Stephanie said.

“Okay then,” I said. We moved onto the antiques. I had to admit that Stephanie had some cool stuff. Most of it came from her homeland of Australia. Some stuff came from America and Ireland. I held a little porcelain black girl figurine in my hand. The face and the hands were painted a deep brown color. Her little eyes matched her black braids. She had on a little white blouse with a little yellow dress. The ribbons and shoes matched her dress. Her lacy socks matched her blouse. The figurine stood on green grass with a little white lamb at her ankle.

“These are beautiful,” I said. “Hey, where do you want me to put her?” Stephanie turned her head.

“Hm…” she said. “What do you think?” I tilted my head.

“Hm…” I said. “How does your bed look? Is there a little shelter above?”

“Yes,” Stephanie said.

“I want to set her down there,” I said. “Is that okay?”

“Sure,” she said. I gently brushed away the dust from her little face. I had so many questions about her. I guessed that I would have to ask her later. I took the little figurine back to Stephanie’s crowded room. How was she able to sleep with many boxes and piles of clothes everywhere? Speaking of clothes, I probably need to start on the next load of laundry soon. I don’t know where I would be able to put some of them in this room. I rubbed my forehead.

Gah, this is going to take a lot of work! I stopped and took a breath. One thing at a time here. On thing at a time here. Just get the living room done today and then work from there. I removed my hand from my forehead. Right. I looked over at the bed. The headboard itself was cluttered from so much boxes and junk. Hm… I will have to put this little lady in a safe place for now. I took another look around the room. So much clutter. I finally spotted a place near the window.

Good enough.

I walked over to the window and set down the little figurine. The sun made her look so much more cheerful. I never noticed the black eyelashes and little red mouth until now. But, there was no time to admire some cute little figure. We had to finish cleaning that living room. Plus, I had to finish up with the laundry. I turned and walked out of the room. I made my way back to the washer and dryer. Looks like it’s time to do the whites. I made my way back to the living room. By now, it started to look so much better. Most of the boxes were outside and crushed up. I could see more of the carpet now. Oh…

“Stephanie, where’s you vacuum cleaner?” I asked.

“The kitchen closet,” she said. I walked over to the kitchen area and found the closet area off to one corner. I walked the door, expecting things to fall on me in an avalanche. I closed my eyes and waited. To my surprise, nothing happened. I opened my eyes and the closer looked nearly empty except for the vacuum cleaner in question. Stephanie was right. She really did keep the kitchen and bathroom clean.

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