"...Yeah, I know I should be updating an actually story, but I've been OD-ing on Tucker Bryant from Royal Pains and need to get Spencey back on the mind. :) R&R?..."
Home
Spencer Reid smiled as he sat down on his comfortable and casual gray couch. His medium-sized television sat on top of a black television stand with a variety of DVDs and CDs inside. He looked down at his red and brown rug laying on top of his wooden floors. He was happy to see that it didn't need to be vacuumed.
Spencer decided that he should do some last-minute kitchen cleaning, so he walked into his very small kitchen. His red kitchen appliances were clean, but dusty from not being used in so long. His small fridge was sparse of food and drinks; they had either been thrown away because they expired or thrown away because they were empty. He sighed, realizing that he would need to go grocery shopping soon.
Having seen enough of his kitchen, Spencer walked into his make-shift study. The room was once a second bathroom, but he only needed one bathroom, so he decided to renovate it so he could have more room. Every wall was lined with classy wooden bookshelves. His red mahogany desk was in the back on the small room, littered with folders and papers and books. In the middle of the room was an oddly placed table that made the room look more complete and better decorated due to its odd shape. Quickly finishing his paperwork, he decided to take a shower.
Spencer laid his clothes on the now empty towel rack facing opposite of the door. His bathtub laid on the right side of the room, his white toilet with the sleek black and red cover on top of it being on the left side of the room. The walls were also painted red due to the original scheme of his apartment. He had decided the color looked nice, and he didn't want to repaint, so he left the color up. After finishing showering in his black tub, he hopped out and dried off using his black towels that also kept to the bathroom's colors.
He walked down the small hallway colored with crème walls and an array of pictures and documents stating the completion of his numerous degrees, he entered his warm-colored bedroom. He stuffed his laundry in the bin opposite of his mirrored closet, something he had never liked due to his self-esteem issues. He had tried replacing it, but due to the awkward size of his closet, he couldn't find anything to replace the mirrored doors. He walked across his lime green carpet until he reached his wooden bed. Hr had taken the poles off the bed posts because they kept on getting in the way, and he didn't like how the accented the room. With a soft moan, he collapsed onto his crème and green bed set, its different shades accenting the mild wall color. His dresser laid on the right of his bed, taking up the whole wall space. Its oval-shaped mirror reflected some of the bookshelves on the other side of the wall. Below that, the draws were filled with ties, messenger bags, belts, and other such accessories.
As he turned the knob of the exotic blue-colored lamp on one of his bedside drawers, he smiled, thinking about all the effort he had put in to make his apartment his new home. He took in the view before home before letting his eyes close.
It was good to be home.
"..Thnx for taking the short tour of Spencey's apartment! Hope you liked it!..."
