Eddie unlocks the door to his loft, nudging it open as he enters - not before remembering to hold the door open for you. "See? It as bad as you thought?" He smirks, that half smirk that's all Eddie, a little mischevious, the kind that makes you want to chase it again and again.

He turns his attention to the room, the large, open kitchen, living room and dining area adorned with seemingly random decorations... a neon light here, a sign there - he certainly has specific tastes. "We'll share a bathroom, but uh - this bedroom is yours." Eddie nods to the door beside his, glancing to the hole in the bedroom wall. "Don't - don't worry about that, though, I'm covering it up. Fixing it." There's some rags and a nailgun scattered on the floor beside the hole. He's fixing it, right.

A pause and he turns to you, an expectant look on your face, as though you'll tell him it's the best apartment you've ever seen. His eyes sparkle as they normally do, almost pleading. He'd been searching for a roommate for months now, the loft wasn't exactly cheap to rent alone.

"So? Yes? You'll stay?"