"Oh, yeah. Loads of times. Whenever I need to quiet I come here."
The cottage was right in front of them now. It was small and pretty old looking. The roof looked like it could fall in at any moment in time. The windows were so dusty and dirty that they could barley tell that there was a fire in the fireplace. Lavy push the door open.
The inside looked better, but not by much. All the chair's and tables legs were broken and scattered over the floor. The wall paper was peeling off. At least it was warm because of the fire. There was a faded red rug in the center of the room.