On the second floor of the candy store, some space has been set aside for storage for the store more long-term needs: replacement dishes, stools, and articles of that nature. Behind a door at the top of the flight of stairs is the only other feature: an open flat.
Hardwood dark cherry flooring covers the sparse open space. Nearest the door, to the right, a modest kitchen with modern though used equipment, the fridge giving a gentle hum, which grows too quiet to rake the brain the further to the left one keeps. A small wooden table that was painted a decade ago and shows it is bookcased by wooden dining chairs with cushions on their seats before the kitchenette. A sage green and cream folding bassinet, with safari animals rampage across it has been tucked into that corner.
With modest furniture, an alarm clock and lamp are poised on the floor near the left side of the bed, and a ratty dresser with one drawer missing, is a California King bed, without box spring, laying on a heavy black metal bedframe. Covered in clean looking sheets that have been randomly sown on the mattress as though they and the comforter had little regard if they stayed there. On top of the dresser a blue Halloween cowl belonging to The Tick rests as does a ticket granting the holder $100 to One Up Comics and a child's book: The Dinosaur vs. Bedtime.
The scent of the store below flirts with the nostrils everywhere one goes, even the small bathroom, which doesn't have a door, but opaque flowery curtain hanging delicately from tacks to keep one's pride intact. Likewise, at the height of its noisiest sometimes a low din can be heard from below. The loft's only decoration is a picture frame hoisted near the bathroom by a spent tranq dart pushed into the wall. It contains a single, crumbled dollar bill and a note that reads: My first honest buck.
Perhaps the only thing this loft has going for it are the two rather large windows, one in the bed space, the other in what might be a living room area, that give beautiful testament to the scenery of living so close to the water. The occasional flashing lights from the Boardwalk and the Ferris wheel only diminish it.