Roommate Wanted

[Rowan Willis]

Hi. My name is Rowan Willis, I am currently seeking a roommate to share my apartment with. I live in the apartment complex in the city of Seattle. Call me at this number or e-mail me to discuss details, tour of the suite, and make negotiations.

[Taylor Kane]

I would be very...interested in sharing your humble abode. I am available in the evenings, after :clears throat: dusk. If I had your phone number, I could call on you. Perhaps if you send it we can discuss a time where it is convenient for us to meet and I can view the accomodations. My name is Taylor. Kane. If you need to reach me, my number is [phone]. I look forward to hearing from you.

[Rowan Willis]

He was still in his office at the cove, already sent a message to a woman named Emery for a rendezvous with her whenever she is available to pick up a form. Ah, the ad for a roommate he inserted to the news crew in Seattle finally had someone answering it. Picking it up, there was a reply from a voice that was male, his tone explained he had failed to leave a number. Slapping his forehead, how stupid of him? Anyway, he sent a return to the receipient. "Well, nice of you to let me know this information. I do need to add a contact number. Anyway, my work phone is [phone], and cellphone is [phone]. Home phone is [phone]. Let me know what is the best time for us to meet. I'll be waiting. "He hung up, curling his fingers on the desk staring the phone some more. Then, stood up from the chair, leaving the office for a few seconds to fetch him something to drink.

[Taylor Kane]

Taylor Kane was very pleased to have garnered a response from the man in the paper. Honestly, the editor should have been fired from his job to have allowed that classified advertisement to have passed without a contact number.

Biding his time, he gave the man a call on his Blackberry Curve. Taylor, unlike most of his kind, was younger and more hip--keeping up to date on the latest gadgetry. His voice was that of a Northern London accent. Rich, and upscale.

"Hallo. This is Taylor Kane. I am inquiring about the room in your flat you have for rent. I would like to come over and see if it meets my needs. I am available in the evenings after 6. So I will see you around 6:30 tomorrow evening, if that's suitable. That way we can negotiate a fair price. I will need an address in which to find you, at 6:30. So, make sure you provide that information for me. Ta ra, for now!"

Taylor smiled, revealing a pair of shiny lengthened canines. His message left on Rowan's home phone, he pressed call end. The doctor, would have his Blackberry on hand in case the phone rang, and it was the man letting out the room.

[Rowan Willis]

If only the man on the other end made such a wish for an editor in the city to be fired, he'll provide that literally. As it was, there was no wishing involved cause Rowan is capable of just about anything without notice so be extra, extra careful as he monitored things. He heard his cellphone ring, then smiled to himself just as the other person was making accommodations for the time they discuss the pricing as well as other things. He needed an address it seems, that's fine with him. Rowan was perfectly in business mode when he returned the man's call. An address was given along with directions. He'll be at the apartment awaiting his arrival. "I'll be waiting when you get there." Yes, straight to the point cause his cell was breaking up and everything. He needed to head home soon to charge it up, the home phone was all he can use from there until his cell is recharged.