Post by Celia on Apr 20, 2006 7:38:19 GMT
Striding into a perfectly white room, you see an old woman sitting on her chair. She looks very thin and feeble with her long grey hair scraped back into a tight bun. She is wearing a formal suit and glasses and her thin lips arn't curving into a welcoming smile. She passes you a piece of paper and pen.
Name:
Preference of kind of townhouse:
Price limit:
extras you might want:
Name:
Preference of kind of townhouse:
Price limit:
extras you might want: