A Home For Eli
Ru looked around the small room that the lady called her home. After she had composed herself, he had asked her if he could help her in any way. And that was how he had reached here in this place sipping hot water. The living conditions in this home were so bad that Ru was tempted to call the authorities on the landlord. The paint on the walls was peeling. There was a horrible moist smell which was definitely not good for anyone's lungs. The steps outside had looked like they would give way at any moment. All in all, it was even worse than one's imagination.
He sipped from the chipped cup and waited as the woman in front of him fidgeted. He tried to think of something to reassure her but he had already used up his quota of every line he knew. So he could only ask, " Miss Ailyn, do you want to tell me? Rest assured I will not be judging you.."