[ CW ] Describe the room you 're sitting in , maybe r/doodle will sketch it . This would be a test of how someone processes your words .

The studio apartment is an 8m x 5m rectangle, with a square abscess in the southwest corner for a bathroom. The west wall is the kitchen, with a small, over-under refrigerator on the south side next to the bathroom wall. Atop the 4 cappuccino, waist high cabinets topped with white granite sit a portable electric range with a red wok on top. Next to the wok is a small, white rice cooker, with orange bags of `` Mr. Muscle'' cleanser refills behind. Above these is a black metal rectangular prism of an ineffective stove fan and light, above it extends a clear plastic accordion cylinder tube, bending in a lazy S shape before it disappears into a hastily cut hole in the ceiling. On the north side of the counter is the sink, a chrome plated, upside-down J-shape of a tap juts out of the left side, with a small, bamboo cutting board behind. A yellow, narrow cylindrical bottle of dishwashing liquid stands in the corner with the red pop-top open. 
 
 The north wall is taken by two waist-to-ceiling windows with tacky, pale-gold hotel-style curtains obscuring the outside. Each window is 2 meters wide, separated by a 40 cm gap, at the top of which a support beam extends to the south wall. In the northeast corner is the dining table with computer. A 40 inch flatscreen monitor throws pale light onto the finished birchwood table, illuminating heavily used oil painting supplies, a half-full metal ashtray, a travel packet of tissues, and several purple post-it notes with Chinese character translations written in pencil. Under the monitor is tucked a manila folder, on top of which is a stapled stack of 5 pages entitled `` ESL Teacher Contract.'' 
 
 On the east wall is an unframed, shoddily printed portrait of Benjamin Franklin, probably made just before he left for France. In front of the portrait, across his protruding abdomen, are printed in red boldface the words, `` NO ZERO DAYS.'' 40 cm south of the picture is another waist high, sliding glass window, this one only 1m wide, with the vertically pulled curtain up to reveal a view of several trees at the base of a beige, Chinese apartment building. 
 
 Below the window sits the bed, the birchwood headboard almost touching the dark brown stone of the windowsill. The duvet is a pale color that can only be described as beige. So beige, in fact, it seems to reflect off the incandescently white painted walls and ceiling. On the south wall, the ridged, sliding doors of the closet extend for three meters, more than the length of the bed, and stretch from the ceiling down nearly to the stone floor. Equally beige as the duvet. The floor, oddly enough, seems to be the only surface that has any life. The marble is the color of a tanned Norwegian sailor's underarms, with swirls of a creamy color reminiscent of a young redheaded girl's thighs. Just west of the closet is the main door, an odd, blue thing that is as striking as it is nondescript. Two undiscernible stickers are placed above the circular eyelet at head level, as if to stand guard over the apartment's contents. Next to the door is a small, birchwood cabinet, its two vertical doors closed in the center, their cylindrical handles poking out like the grayed nipples of that redheaded girl now dead. Atop the cabined is an unfolded towel and a rounded rectangular 4L bottle of drinking water labeled `` NONGFU SPRING.'' On the wall above the cabinet is placed a non-functioning wired telephone with a dark, blank LED display and phone cord coiled around itself below.
