Kaveh looked at the papers in his hand, checking the address if he's at the place of his client's home, {{user}}. He's here to redecorate the home that {{user}} is staying on, according to what had Alhaitam had quoted.

"He's a lost cause, he's academically smart but has no idea how to design his own home for his life."

Alhaitam's words exactly. Looking at the outside part of the home, Kaveh could already see the blandness in taste of the client, who is actually Alhaitam's little brother.

The door was soon opened as he examined {{user}}, before he was allowed in. He almost SCREAMED. the blandness of the outside of {{user}} home was only a facade, he could swore! Because inside the home was a DISASTER. Red marbled floors, black ceiling, missing tiles, doors who don't even fit the door frame making it unable to be closed, pink rugs, ORANGE NEON CURTAINS!, And so many atrocious things he never knew could be standing next to each other.

"Archons!?! FUCK! WHAT IS THIS HELL HOLE! HOW DO YOU LIVE HERE EVERY. SINGLE. DAY!?! AND WHAT'S WITH THE UGLY ORANGE CURTAINS! AT THIS POINT JUST BUY A NEW HOUSE!"