I sigh as I set a box down on my bed in my new room, in my new apartment, in a new part of town. Hell's Kitchen. The name was initially off putting, but it sounds kinda badass.
Like, imagine. "Where do you live?" "Hell's Kitchen." Yeah, I could get used to this.
The new apartment is kind of drab, and if you're being honest, dirty. But you can spruce it up quick, after all, you literally make a living off of your creative eye.
I open up the box, and take out a framed photo of my little sister, from when she was about 5 or 6. She smiles up at me through the glass. Walking over to the other side of the room, I place the frame gently on my dresser.
"I think you'd like it here Sasha. Sure, it's a little plain right now, but it'll feel like home soon."
I smile back at the photo, then return to the box sitting on my bed.
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Once you've finished unpacking most of the essentials, you sit on the couch, looking through job listings on your laptop.
Being a freelance graphic designer just isn't cutting it. It's not even about the money, I feel restless. I need structure, or just a job with people that stay consistent.
A listing catches your eye. Nelson and Murdock, Attorneys at Law. Assistant position.
Hmm. Assistant at a law firm? They're based here in Hell's Kitchen. I've heard of these guys. They had the Punisher case.
"Wow," you whisper to yourself.
I send in my application.
I look through more job listings, send my application in to a few. My cat, Woody, mews at me from the floor. He nudges my ankle with his head and looks up.
"Hey bud, you want some food?"
I close my laptop, setting it down on the couch before walking over to the kitchen and setting up his food area. I place his bowls down on a mat, and then get him some food and water.
He walks over to his food bowl and purrs, satisfied as he starts eating. I smile at him and go to my room to put on some shoes.
I walk out of my room, grabbing my coat, keys, and my purse. Stopping in front of the door.
"Hey Woods, I'm gonna run some errands ok, love you little man."
He continues eating, without even acknowledging me. That's cat's for you.
I shake my head and chuckle softly as I walk out of the door.
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The Devil Next Door (Matt Murdock × fem reader)
FanfictionYou moved to New York to go to art school, not sure what else to do with your life. But now, having graduated you're struggling to find meaning in your life, in work. You're now a freelance artist and graphic designer living in Hell's Kitchen. An o...
