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"Really?"
Life could be really depressing at times, but today was rather a very happy day for Soobin. Just a week back, he had sent out a ton of applications, most of them to smaller firms and little studios, but also to the one he had always wanted to work at and there was literally no way he would get a job at one of the biggest entertainment companies in the country.
He had sent out his portfolio, his diploma project, which was an animated short movie, and everything else that would land him the job. It was only a small position, but it already paid better than the job he had while he was still in college and from what he heard it was pretty common for them to keep the workers in their company once they were hired, which implied he had good chances at getting promoted if he played his cards right.
"Okay, thank you so much!"
He ended the call, still high on endorphins, and was grinning from ear to ear, they had loved his portfolio and his diploma short movie, they had even contacted his professor to ask about him specifically and he, more importantly, got the job.
The past few years had been hell all over, but finally, something started to change. He would move to Ottawa, the capital of Canada (which he had admittedly no idea about), work at his dream company, and maybe finally find a girlfriend he could settle down with. Life was good.
Just then Soobin realized that he just accepted a job, which he would be start working at in a week and a half and lived about fifteen hours away from his future workplace, which meant he needed to move. Quickly.
A sudden sense of dread mixed with panic settled in the pit of his stomach, but he tried to ignore it and think logically about this, he should just start looking for a flat immediately and if he was lucky he could maybe find a cheap one.
In the middle of Ottawa. Yeah, couldn't be that bad, right?
He made a beeline for his laptop and immediately started to type away on it, looking through various websites, scanning through the apartments that were listed, narrowing it down a bit to fit his budget and to areas that were not two hours away from 8th Boulevard and which he could move in as soon as possible.
One might think that in a city as big as Ottawa it would be easy to a room since there were tons and tons of apartments listed anyways. But that was far from the truth.
The first thing he noticed was the prices --who the hell would pay that much for a simple one-bedroom apartment? The prices were literally insane and even if his salary was more than enough in his eyes, it was not enough to live there, let alone afford anything else but the rent.
His stomach started to hurt the more he looked, if the prices were okay, the flat was either a total shit hole or the neighborhood was a nightmare. If the flat was okay looking, the price normally wasn't and, in most cases, the neighborhood was terrible, too and when he looked through the neighborhoods that were okay to live in, the prices skyrocketed.
