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1949 Contemporary home in Langley, Washington has 4bd  3ba & is listed for $2.195M. Notice the tennis court out front.

This home has been completely renovated and is light and bright. What an attractive living room. Love the white fireplace and shape of the ceiling.

The dining room is lovely and spacious. There’s a terrace outside and a view of the Saratoga Passage where Gray Whales and Orcas are frequently seen.

You can go on a whale watch from your own balcony.

The kitchen is stunning. Interesting ceiling black quartz counters and blue tile backsplash behind the stove.

Of these two rooms, I would say that this is the main one b/c of the closet.

Look at the size of the shower in this bathroom.

Long hall downstairs. 

The family room has doors to the terrace, plus a view of the water.

Bathroom #2 is lovely.

Beautiful home office.

One of the smaller bedrooms would make a nice guest room.

The 3rd bath.

Behind the house you can see that the balcony is quite large.

There’s also a deck. 

Here’s a dog run with a dog house.

There’s lots of land- 5.34 acres, and it’s all so pretty.

And, this is a photo at sunset of the Saratoga Passage.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/4903-Saratoga-Rd-Langley-WA-98260/60889448_zpid/

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City: Coquitlam

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Description: Coquitlam Kitchen Renovation Experts (CKRE) is a renovation company committed to excellence and customer satisfaction. Our renovation professionals have years of experience working in the construction and renovation industry; we renovated all kinds of kitchens and bathrooms and want to bring our expertise to provide you with the best service that will make your dream kitchen/bathroom come true.

We are a customer-first company who prioritizes your needs and satisfaction. We believe in creating a personal relationship with our customers that is based on trust, as that allows our talented contractors to work on your home as if it's their own. With our extensive knowledge and experience in the remodeling industry, rest assured that the job will be done right and that you can count on us.

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Construction Companies in Langley BC| DreamCast Renovators| Bathroom Renovation

At DreamCast Renovators, we take pride in being one of the leading Construction Companies in Langley BC. Our commitment to excellence, attention to detail, and passion for craftsmanship set us apart in the competitive world of renovations and construction. Whether you're envisioning a modern kitchen makeover, a luxurious bathroom renovation, or a complete home transformation, our team of skilled professionals is here to turn your dreams into reality. We specialize in creating spaces that reflect your unique style, blending functionality with aesthetics seamlessly. DreamCast Renovators is your trusted partner for new construction projects. From concept to completion, we manage every aspect of the construction process, ensuring top-notch quality, adherence to timelines, and cost-effective solutions.

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Bathroom Renovations Langley

We have helped homeowners throughout the entire lower mainland Vancouver, and Langley BC, with their kitchen & bathroom renovation projects.

[coleridgecon]

Home Renovation

Address:

34472 Immel St.

Abbotsford, BC V2S 5P4 Canada

Phone: (604) 302-6312

Email: paul@coleridgeconstruction.com

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custom Renovations Deserve careful Planning & Design: Planning is key to managing the cost of a kitchen, bathroom, or basement suite renovation. All the details and selections are confirmed with the homeowner first, ensuring that everything from paint to flooring to cabinets is suited to the budget and the final look and feel of the renovation. There are countless options to consider with custom renovations, including countertop materials, paint type and color, cabinet materials, flooring, and layout changes. Managing Every Detail of the renovation process: As your general contractor we’re responsible for managing the entire renovation process from demolition to final sign-off. We have a vast network of licensed, qualified, and highly skilled tradesmen that are well versed in their craft. With over a decade of experience in the construction industry; our team understands how to run a smooth job site, keep a project on track and on budget. Building better homes: At Coleridge Construction we believe in renovating homes that are driven by quality, value and customer service and are committed to renovating homes with integrity in order to build lasting relationships and long lasting homes. Because home owners deserve a contractor whose work is built on quality and customer service, while working with someone they trust.

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We believe in creating a personal relationship with our customers that is based on trust, as that allows our talented contractors to work on your home as if it's their own.

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The Definitive Checklist for Expert House Cleaning in White Rock

Effective Housekeeping Can Make A Huge Difference

Expert house cleaning services are essential for keeping your White Rock home tidy and inviting. A thorough and effective house cleaning can make all the difference, regardless of whether you're a landlord getting ready to rent out your property or a homeowner. We've put together a step-by-step checklist for expert house cleaning in White Rock to help you obtain the spotless results you want.

Determine What Cleaning You Need to Do

Customizing the Cleaning for Your House

Analyzing your home's unique needs is the first stage in every professional house cleaning procedure. Different houses require different levels of cleaning, and a tailored approach makes sure that no aspect is missed. Take into account the following:

The Size of Your Home: Bigger homes frequently call for more work and time. Be careful to take your living space's dimensions into consideration.

locations to Be Cleaned: List the precise rooms that require cleaning, including bedrooms, kitchens, bathrooms, living rooms, and any other locations like attics or basements.

Particular Requests: Do you have any specific cleaning needs or areas that need attention, including pet hair removal, mold growth, or mildew problems?

Compile the Appropriate Cleaning Materials

Readied for Achievement

After figuring out what you need cleaned, it's time to gather the supplies. Although cleaning services from professionals arrive prepared, it's always beneficial to know the basics about the equipment and supplies that will be utilized:

Cleaning products: Make sure the cleaners you hire use safe, efficient cleaning products that are appropriate for the surfaces you clean. Glass cleaner, disinfectants, and specialty items for bathrooms and kitchens fall under this category.

Cleaning instruments: The correct instruments are essential for successful cleaning. Vacuum cleaners, dusters, brooms, mops, and microfiber cloths are typical items.

Equipment maintenance: Ensure that the vacuum cleaner and any additional tools you use are in good operating condition. Irregular appliances can make house cleaning in Langley, or anywhere, more difficult.

Begin by clearing up clutter.

Making Way for Cleaning

Decluttering your living spaces is crucial before starting the deep cleaning. Everything that could get in the way of cleaning should be cleared off of floors, tables, and countertops. This ensures that no regions are missed and also improves the cleaning process' efficiency.

Mopping and Dusting Surfaces

A Spotless Vacuum

After clearing the area of any debris, all surfaces should be carefully dusted and cleaned. Among them are…

Dusting: Dust light fixtures, wall decorations, and the corners of the ceiling starting at the top of each room. Work your way down to surfaces such as counters and tables.

Wiping: To clean surfaces, use the proper cleaning solutions. Particular care should be given to high-touch locations such as light switches, handrails, and doorknobs.

Services for Carpet and Floor Cleaning

The subject under discussion is "The Ground Beneath Your Feet."

It's time to start cleaning your floors and carpets after the surfaces have been taken care of.

It is best to start the cleaning procedure by brushing hard floors to remove any loose dirt or debris. In the course of the follow-up procedure, kindly make sure that the carpets and rugs are vacuumed. Dust and other allergies are helped to be removed by this procedure.

To keep hard floors looking clean and well-maintained, use a mop and the proper cleaning solution.

Renovations of the kitchen and bathroom are our main priority.

The Significance of Tidiness in Different Contexts

The restrooms and kitchen are two spaces that require extra attention because they are used so frequently. Please be sure to pay close attention to:

Please make sure that sinks and surfaces are well cleaned and disinfected.

Kindly make sure that appliances like refrigerators, microwaves, and stoves have their outside surfaces cleaned.

It is advisable to use appropriate cleaning solutions to remove stains, mildew, and soap scum from toilets and showers.

Wiping Down Windows and Glass Surfaces

A Clear View

Our expertise is in offering expert window and glass surface cleaning services, guaranteeing a spotless and uninterrupted finish. This simple action can drastically improve the cleanliness and brightness of your living area.

Eighth and final inspection

The Final Verification

Take one more look around your house before declaring the work finished. Make sure that every cleaning task has been completed to a satisfactory standard. Please let your cleaning crew know if there are any issues or locations you're not happy with.

Take Pleasure in Your Clean, New Home

An Exceptional Living Area

After your expert house cleaning in White Rock is finished, pause to savor your environment, which is now clean and fresh. Keeping your house tidy not only enhances your physical health but also creates a happier, calmer atmosphere.

In conclusion…

Your comfort and well-being depend on having a tidy and well-kept home. You can be sure that every nook and cranny of your living area is meticulously cleaned and taken care of with our comprehensive checklist for professional house cleaning in White Rock. Following this checklist will help you achieve a spotless and welcoming home that you can be proud of, whether you need Residential Cleaning Langley or Residential Cleaning in White Rock.

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DBHI: Redemption- "The Open Door", pt. 4

ARE YOU A FAN OF DETROIT? DO YOU LIKE GAY SHIPS AND COMPLICATED, LOVEABLE BOYS?? Then please keep up with our fic, you’ll love it, I promise!

(Chapter art by dark_dumb)

**Co-authored by grayorca15

Characters: Trevor Langley, Dennis Lenore, Vivienne Lenore-Anderson, Cassandra Carter, (mentions of Dylan Fleur, Spencer, Connor, Zach) Word Count: 8,335

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July 4th, 2041 - 10:56PM

The ride home was just as insufferable as the commute out, if not more so. Dennis hadn’t been able to contain the infectious grin for longer than ten minutes before he’d started prodding him with invasive questions and observations. Then it was one after another after another, like a conga-line of aggravation. You seem a lot more relaxed now than you did earlier. Looks like the two of you really hit it off. Did you have fun? What do you think? Are you gonna visit again? You should, it’d really do you both some good. On and on and on and on he went, so long-winded that after a certain point, Trev turned off his audio receptors just so he could hear himself think. The last thing he wanted while he was trying to decompress and process everything he had learned about Dylan Fleur, was to have another beyond-redundant, one-sided ‘I told you so’ conversation with Lenore, however good his intentions had been.

Thinking on how ‘successful’ the setup was just made him want to deny everything before he could even acknowledge it, but it was a little late for second thoughts now. Infantile as said appreciation was for Dylan’s tireless tenacity and ass-backward definition of tact, he couldn’t deny that his company still had more going for it than the lonely apartment awaiting him could offer. It had taken a new experience to really put into perspective how empty he felt without someone to talk to, just as being outed as an Android had irreversibly altered everything he thought he knew about himself, where he fit into the world, and his reason for being at all. It wasn’t all bad though. Dylan was a far better person for catalyzing the revelation the way he had (namely because no one needed to die to reveal it), even if it meant suffering a few inquisitional phases. Good-intentioned people or not, most went about asking the wrong way entirely, their fixated earnestness feeling more grating than gratifying in his twisted-up mind (with the exception of Dennis, whose brusque and authoritative approach Trev didn’t mind half as much). But not Fleur. Even though he’d had his moments where he’d crossed the line of what were and weren’t acceptable topics of conversation, Trev did have to give him credit for backing off at the first sign of severe discomfort. Most wouldn’t have taken the hint, most would have kept pushing for an answer to sate their own curiosities. Compared to the humiliation of admitting to someone ‘I believed I was human until about five months ago’ and being outright laughed at, shots from rubber bands and paint balloons were a small nuisance to endure for the sake of a little company; and it had eventually ended with Fleur making the effort to clean up the mess he’d made of him, inside and out. In that case specifically, he supposed some nuisances were better than none at all, if they made him feel important and not forgotten. Dylan had done well enough to make sure of that, compared to those at the academy who assumed he his status within Archangel to be higher than it was.

Truth was, RK800 or not, Trev was simply a nobody with a famous pedigree and a unique circumstance. Having virtually the same face as Connor or Zach or any other primaries he had met, had done him no favors to endear him to them. Contrary to popular belief, it hadn’t netted him any special perks- it hadn’t nabbed him the biggest dorm room in the building, a department-issued ride, or an all-access pass to Illuminate archives. Not even Spencer had made any qualms about the similarities in their appearance, just deflected it when others asked, saying he was simply ‘modeled after him’. The falsified story was that Spencer had been designed to resemble Trev, and not vice versa. What a crock that turned out to be.

Thinking of Spencer immediately sobered him, amidst musing over how quiet and empty his living space was. The shower he had intended to take didn’t feel so important, once he’d made it home. His desire to do so had gone by the wayside after he bid Dennis farewell, apologized again for leaving him with a blotchy suit to dry clean (as the detective insisted on doing, no less than three times), and closed the door. Trev’s mind was quickly turning into someplace he’d rather not be, and a shower would only open the floodgates for more stray thoughts to find their way in. He could still spare another hour before tending to end-of-day maintenance if it meant dodging that potential breakdown for a little longer. Langley paused at the door as it closed behind him and took a glance around the room. The dorms weren’t short on repurposed refuse, being the old disused apartment complex it once was. Most of the units hadn’t been cleared of what had been left behind by previous tenants, except to make room for new beds. City renovation crews had made sure the building was up to code before allowing anyone to live in it again. Holes in the walls and ceilings had been patched, water and electricity restored to working order, the dingy walls cleaned and repainted, the floors resurfaced where needed, and the building tented to get rid of unwanted pests. Archangel had done the rest to supply whatever their students needed- thirium or other necessary fluids, plus tools and parts required for maintenance could be found in the commissary on the first floor, free of charge. Had he been housed here without such a drastic revelation to expose his android heritage (and shatter the façade of being human), he may have bought into it, simply based on the facts that he had never starved or asked where the bathroom was. Short term memory pre-constructs had once filled the gaps were such inconsistencies would have stood out, but with his awakening had come the loss of the need for such subroutines to execute, leaving him with the fallout of constant reminders that he was not what he once thought. And because of that, it had and hadn’t been easy to adjust to life in Zion (Detroit’s newly established Android suburb). Being surrounded by so many other androids who had developed their own semblance of society, and a number of like-minded humans helping them find their feet, wasn’t what bothered him. What he had such a hard time dealing with was being faced with all that he didn’t do, but once believed he did.

Trevor paced across the tiny room and brushed his fingertips over the desk by the window, opened the single drawer and sifted through what few provisions his study desk contained that weren’t technical in design, seeking just what Dylan had suggested: an outlet, something to keep his hands busy while his mind churned away. As fate would have it, its previous owner had left behind a few pencils and some old sheets of blank, yellowing stationery that crackled loudly to the touch. He’d never used something as archaic as this, but seeing the drawings on the walls had him curious to see what it would feel like to drag the graphite across the page, and what it might yield. Trev reached for the items, set them out on the table, flipped on the desk lamp and sat down to find out, if only to get the whim to do so out of his system before it manifested into something that couldn’t be ignored. Idly, he scratched the dull point of the pencil back and forth over the scrap paper and thought again on Dylan’s offer about the door being ‘always open’. So far, he had nothing but reason to believe it was genuine- the boy had made it abundantly clear that he would have liked to see him come around again. So if by some miracle he’d just been leading him on, did he really have much to lose in taking him up on it, aside from maybe a little peace of mind? The subtle vibration from the toothy drag of graphite against paper was weirdly soothing. Even if it wasn’t exactly productive, it was still a nice break from doing digital coursework for a job he already knew how to perform back to front, with the exception of a few changes unique to Zion law. For the most part, Archangel had imported Detroit’s Law Enforcement standard and Municipal Law as it was; but due to the nature of its Android population, some laws had been added or amended appropriately. It would have been easy enough just to give him a list of the differences and significantly cut back on his time in the academy. But after nearly three months of no police work after a psychotic break, Sarah decided that a full course would serve him well as a refresher, in addition to helping him fit in with the other cadets. Some days Trev envied them, as one might through a pane of glass. What he wouldn’t give to be just another starry-eyed pupil of law enforcement, fresh and green and running only with a want to learn. All he knew -apart from what he wasn’t- was law enforcement, even if his blue-blooded heart just wasn’t in it the way it once was. He was supposed to want to help others (‘Protect and Serve’ and all that jazz), but considering the mental condition he was in these days, it would have been better for everyone if he’d just bothered to help himself first. At some point, he would have to become self-sufficient, take charge of whatever his life was outside the job, and learn how to become more personable. Everyone was saying as much, in their own way… but why did it have to be such a hurdle?

“That blasted-” Five minutes later he conceded exactly what he was drawing with a scathing glare, the android sighed, swept it off the desk and listened to it flutter to the floor. What began as two symmetrical circles had turned into a macro study of a pair of eyes. Even without any color attributed to them, the sly slant of them, the svelte lashes, and the freckles peppered around the sockets could only belong to one person. The worst of it was that he hadn’t even given much conscious thought to what his hand would draw; but as he detuned from the world for a few moments, it was the defining characteristic of his would-be associate he was invariably drawn toward. The magnetism was at work, even at a distance, and couldn’t let him forget even for a few minutes. Fighting it would be more of a headache than simply letting it be, and therein lay the problem. It was going along with what seemed like the easy route that had led to the status quo being shattered before. Logically, there was no possible way this could go so horribly wrong the same way twice, but he couldn’t be faulted for being leery.

Putting ideas in my head like that. Who does he think he is? And who am I kidding? This won’t benefit anybody. It’ll only be a- a waste of time. I don’t need distractions. I need to focus. I can’t - lose focus again.

But that had been the problem from the start- if he had focused more to begin with, questioned more, put the puzzle together faster, maybe he wouldn’t be here. Maybe he would have figured it out sooner. Maybe Spencer wouldn’t be dead. That was a lot of maybes to get so hung up on when Dennis had started the night off reminding him to try and take it easy and not implode. Without the constant cajoling that followed, however, that proved difficult to achieve, and the path of self-pity so much easier to follow.

Maybe if they had seen fit to lay off-

-they wouldn’t have burned that lead out so fast. Spencer cautioned him against tailing the witness for too long, and too obviously, thinking they were actually part of the gambling scam and not the victim they played at being. Instead, now they were looking at a whole lot of nothing for three days of combing the docks, trying to find the back door that led to this supposed racket. “I wouldn’t say you screwed the pooch, Officer. But you certainly gave her the wrong vibe.”

Trevor’s mind halted mid-memory as his hand (still scrawling across another piece of paper) came into focus. At some point, amidst his thoughts, he had subconsciously picked up the pencil and started drawing again. He brushed the next paper away angrily in an attempt to ignore the partially-complete side profile outlining a strong brow and proud nose, then reached for the coat pocket he thought he still had before remembering he was no longer in a suit- And froze as he realized the Massachusetts state quarter which typically never left his sight had gone with it. What most would have considered a simple quarter meant infinitely more to him- it was one of the only things he’d brought with him after the Rise and Fall of Purgatory, and the only remaining thing connecting him to his dead friend.

Once Boston had been reclaimed and returned to order, only so much evidence was saved. Once the National Guard had moved in as backup to Archangel, they’d made it a priority to search the living and the dead for any clues as to possible contingency plans laid down by the Horsemen. Nicodemus, War, Pestilence and Death were accounted for, while Famine remained at large, to this very day. Replaying recovered memories of the deceased to backtrack as many fatalities as possible (perpetrated by Nicodemus and his gang), only served as reason to fill out causes of death on certificates, and it took months to complete. Even with Archangel’s cooperation with the FBI, the National Guard, and remnants of the fledgling Boston branch of Zion and Boston’s Police force, the sheer volume of footage and number of bodies to identify was astronomical. Casualties had surpassed the triple digits once everything was said and done. Among the deceased found at BPD’s Central Station was his recently departed partner, Spencer, whose drives had corroborated Trevor’s story, even if he was no longer with them to speak for himself; and all that had been found on his body, aside from the clothes on his back, was a Massachusetts State quarter that had been assigned to him on the day of his activation as a calibration device. Every primary RK investigator had been given one, in accordance with their state of service.

In spite of knowing this, the last thing on Trevor’s mind as he fled for his life was to stop and rifle through Spencer’s pockets looking for a keepsake to remember him by. He had hardly been of half a mind to make the conscious decision to escape when he had the chance, but self-preservation insisted in spite of the wanton desire to self-destruct, as all androids usually leaned toward in such stressful situations. Instead, he ran, like if he moved fast enough he could outrun the reality of what had just happened. Like something out of a Warner Brothers skit, Dennis Lenore reached out from around the corner of a crumbling building on the outskirts of town to snag him mid-flight. Trev couldn’t recall much of what he might have said besides gibberish, incoherent shrieking, and whining like a maimed puppy on the run. What he did remember was Dennis’ insistence he not try and leave the city, because the Horsemen had been shooting anyone trying to get in or out. This had only panicked him more and reactivated his self-destruct protocol. Luckily, Lenore decked him cold in one shot before he could get his hands on his gun. It was not the most flattering introduction, from either party, but they’d made amends about a month later while Trev was still under protective custody in a cell at Archangel Detroit. With Boston under control and the Elysian Outbreak nullified, there was little to no time for them to really reconnect; but one night Dennis was able to make time for a quick stop to pass on the only material possession Spencer had owned. He spotted The Minuteman statue inscribed on the face of the coin the moment he pulled it from his pocket- Trev could barely contain his tears as he plucked it out of his hand, equal parts delighted and miserable at seeing it again, and it hasn’t left his side since. Until that night.

The trembling in his fingers started up, same as it had on the ride home. It wasn’t nervousness or any tangible fear. The technicians at Archangel who’d pieced together his file post-Purgatory —Nick included— had determined that severe PTSD was to blame for the shakes. After all, any living thing would be scared stiff by a low-flying bullet grazing their head, even more so if the same bullet killed the only ally they’d had. It was comforting to know that even with it stowed away in a borrowed jacket, it had still wound up in the hands of the same person who’d discovered it to begin with. There was still a chance it hadn’t been lost, but the absence was distressing all the same. He hadn’t been without his ‘safety blanket’ in months. Trev left the pencil on the desk, unable to trust that he could hold it with a steady hand, and gathered up the tossed drawings, rather than let dismay get the better of him. When the shakes would decide to mellow out on their own was the most maddening thought. He hadn’t been in a similar situation since, so why was it acting up now, of all times? “Planting seeds, my- as if.” Trev aborted the desire to curse at the last second and snatched the papers up to throw on the desk, anticlimactic as it was, and folded his legs to curl up in the chair. His fingers instinctively crawled up the back of his neck into his hair and dug angrily into his scalp, caught between the urge to rant or stand and pace. But, seeing as there was no one around to hear him unload, he went for the former.

“I don’t need that. I don’t- need any of it. I can’t need-... I shouldn’t have to-... I wouldn’t think to if I-...” The constant stuttering of one thought into the next before he could even finish it discouraged him and brought out a frustrated groan, and his old accent, British and feigned as it was. “Oh, yeah, sure. I’m just right as rain, aren’t I?” Asking this of himself was wrenching enough to twist a half sob out of him. “ Sure - can’t even finish a thought without half-stroking out. Oh, but remember now, androids can’t do that.” Even he couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth, not when it felt so genuinely real. “No, sir, we don’t have any of those same carbon-based health problems our friendly neighborhood humans do. No arteries in the head prone to getting clogged up, or organs that deteriorate, or easily punctured bodies… because lucky us! We only exist thanks to their bloody-... ingenuity.” He alone was proof of Cyberlife’s curiosity of how convincingly a human could fake out an Android into thinking it was something it wasn’t, even if he never asked for it. “Yeah, and that’s all well and good for the rest of you, but the one thing they’ve got in common is not knowing when to just leave. It. ALONE.”

Shutting down all his external senses at once probably wouldn’t help —it would be like putting a small box inside of a larger one, trying to muffle the input but putting oneself at the mercy of enduring a spiraling slide— but he tried for it nonetheless. It wasn’t like he hadn’t before.

— He only meant to help those civilians caught in the conference room of the department headquarters. The lights had gone out. Spencer told him they needed to run, get to the nearest weapons locker, try and prepare a defense. Trevor knew the layout of this given floor. There was an exit closer to this room, out into the side parking lot where the vehicles would offer better cover than office chairs and tables to hide under. Both of them had heard the radio light up just as they heard and felt the shudders of bombs going off. Nicodemus’ forces emerged in one fell swoop, having blended in with the masses as seamlessly as ice in water. They carried an impressive array of weapons besides firearms, rolling through outlying districts to take down entire buildings in one shot- loosing noxious gases in some, hurling Molotov cocktails through the windows of others, shooting pedestrians on-sight as they tried to flee the carnage. The streets were a horror show unto themselves, a burgeoning war zone, but getting out of the station quickly meant a better chance of finding backup to coordinate. But as he reached for the doorknob the frosted-glass door swung open just inches from his nose, and the intruder grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and lifted him off his feet—

The replay ended with a jolting surge of electricity between the ears. His eyes blinked open on reflex, temporarily blinded by the disable command in place. “He shouldn’t have-... argued. He should have listened. Whatever his-... orders were, the ruse or- or anything to do with it, he had to know we needed to get- get out of…” He gradually slowed from the tangent he had lapsed into, biocomponents rebooted automatically after being disabled for so long. Trev didn’t notice that he had slumped down to sit on the floor until he was already there, and blinked slowly and how uncomfortable he was with the seat of the chair jabbing into the back of his neck. His hands still gripped fistfuls of hair while his breath whistled in and out in sharp, whinging gasps. He was scared stiff, again, and that hadn’t even been the worst he could recall about said day. So much for avoiding a breakdown.

No. I can’t do this. I can’t get close. Close is dangerous. It can’t happen again. Boston was bad enough. I can’t let anyone get hurt because I didn’t pay enough attention. No one else is going to die because of me. No one else. They won’t. I’ll stay right here, where it’s safe and quiet and… and just shut out everything else.

Eventually, the piqued breaths smoothed out, even if it was only a lull between this and the next fit. Trev uncurled his fingers, which felt more like rusty hinges, and gradually came back to his senses. Optics flickered twice as they rebooted to the sight of pale skin as it reformed over his palms and languidly spread upward to sheath over his bare digits. However many times he watched it happen didn’t dull the unease of what was disconcerting to see. Even for an upright-standing hunk of plasti-metal, wires, processors, fuel lines, and nanoparticle-based projections trying to pass itself off as human, it still just wasn’t natural. He couldn’t contain the shudder as he wrapped his arms around his knees and curled up into the fetal position as only a natural-born creature should. He should have walked away- not linger against his better judgment, not engaged, not said anything. Maybe if he hadn’t he wouldn’t be as much of a mental mess. He’d given that boy an inch, and now here he was back in his dorm (his supposed place of peace and solitude), wearing his clothes, barely through a breakdown brought on by how his fragmented mind couldn’t handle the thought of getting close to someone just to lose them again.

And yet was still trying to. Maybe he wanted to be close, to belong somewhere again, or maybe it was the worst possible thing he could do. He couldn’t have it both ways. Maybe that was what drew the tears out, unwanted as they were, but holding them back only intensified the burning feeling in his chest. As comfortable as his clothes were, clean and soft and smelling faintly of pigmented oil, huddling into them in the absence of a hug may as well have been an embrace as rough as burlap. The sleeves barely muffled his sobs as he buried his face in his arms, saline smeared the inner surface of his glasses into a blurry mess before he fitfully tore them off and tossed them aside. The frames clacked several times as they ragdolled across the floor, but he couldn’t care less if they wound up scratched. If that night had shown him anything, it was that he didn’t need glasses to see how lonely he really was. There were other things in his life he needed more than a pair of prop gunmetal gray frames still spotted with acrylic.

———

Eight hours of repose didn't make the next day any easier. When he woke up he was surprised he didn’t even remember falling asleep with the light on. That detail alone puzzled him to no end- most nights ended with just a few measly hours of rest after a sleepless night of rumination (if he didn’t give in to insomnia first and just say forget it), yet somehow he’d found enough relief from the hurricane of emotions that had left him a walking disaster the night before, to have fallen into a deep sleep. As perplexing as it was, he couldn’t really complain. If there was an upside to being without the one material reminder of his old life, it came in the form of keeping himself buried in the coursework. Studying more than just law sufficed to keep him busy at almost all times. When his hands were constantly on a tablet or angled down in the pages of a book, his classmates weren’t so inclined to pester him. The downside was the rapidly mounting stress of wonder and dread, with no outlet to contain it. Scribbling sketches here and there was like bailing out a slowly sinking rowboat with a teaspoon.

The first sign it wasn’t working was when he woke the morning after the breakdown to find himself sprawled in a bed he didn’t remember climbing into, wearing Dylan’s on-loan clothes like a comfort blanket. He’d bolted to the shower, amidst much-agitated muttering, fitfully scrubbed the last of the dried paint from his skin and hair, then raided his closet for a fresh set of cadet duds as he tried to be rational about how he could track the quarter down. He made a call to Dennis once he thought his nerves were sufficiently mellowed out, only to be further dismayed at learning the suit had, in fact, been left in the care of a local dry cleaning service. Trev tried to hide the panic in his voice as he shakily asked if there was any way to expedite the job, or have the clothes delivered to his dorm. Dennis saw through to his ulterior motive in a second. “You’re upset I didn’t check the pockets? Really. Kid, I thought you would’ve been of a mind to do that.” The frown in his voice was palpable. “I was- I meant to, only I… I…” He stammered to an embarrassed stop the second he realized how desperate he must have sounded over what was actually a very trivial matter to most. Trev slumped against the nearest wall and smothered a distressed whine. The old flip phone he held to his ear was dead as a doornail, but force of habit compelled him to speak out loud anyway. The physical weight of it in his hand was grounding, compared to thinking the conversation over the private line like Android telepathy. “Never mind. I just-... will you call me, please? As soon as you have it back?” “No promises. I can check with the cleaner, see if they found anything. But if they didn’t-” “I know. Sir. Thank you either way.”

The first day was rough. His mood took a hard nosedive that loomed over him like a shadow, and it only got progressively worse the longer he went without something to keep him occupied. Getting dressed was more of an emotional chore than he’d expected, and it took every last ounce of mental strength to force himself out of the apartment and trudge the few blocks to Archangel HQ. The best he could do in the meantime was to throw himself into his studies. Maybe he came across as sulky and short-tempered but at the same time, he didn’t care how he came across to anyone else, because no one even bothered to ask why. Not his classmates, or his instructors, or the other Lenores. The second the clock hit four, Trev was up and out the door before anyone could notice he was gone, and home with the door closed and locked without any further attempts at interruption. He’d been waiting all day for isolation, thinking it was just what he needed, but it only took an hour for the anxiety to settle in and the shaking in his arms to start back up. After about two hours of trying to tune it out but failing miserably, Trev stood, locked his fingers behind his head, pressed against the discomfort in his neck, and paced the room, hoping to burn off a little of the excess negative energy. It was only seven PM, but at this rate it may as well have been eleven, because there was no way he was going to get any sleep that night. Then again… he’d thought the same thing last night and somehow crashed so hard he didn’t notice it happen. But how when he had been so wound up to begin with…? Maybe he’d worn himself out emotionally with all the rapid cycling through anger, sorrow, anxiety, and depression once he finally sat down to think. Then again, it wasn’t the first time he’d been there... but it was the first time he’d managed to sleep after such a breakdown. The only uncommon denominator among the other instances was the devil he’d rather forget. Trev glanced sidelong at the folded up clothing still sitting out on top of the dresser, waiting to be taken home, taunting him with the knowledge that he would have to see him again. Like it or… The longer he stared at it, the more clearly he understood. He frowned at the dawning realization- even just thinking about it took the edge off his anxiety over the possibility that he’d lost Spencer’s quarter; it also quietly fed the fear of what that meant. Still, fear was more tolerable than anxiety. Fear could be conquered. Against (what he thought to be) his better judgment, he’d conducted an experiment to test his working theory and slept another night in those clothes, just as soundly as the night before. Perhaps in the same way that fidgeting with the quarter calmed his mind, sinking into the comfort of something that belonged to someone who truly understood his pain, made him feel less alone- made him feel like maybe he belonged.

But another good night’s sleep still wasn’t enough of a reprieve to ease his nerves during the following day. Even the one other person wearing cadet attire that he might call a friendly acquaintance, Cassandra Carter, wasn’t spared a sideways, narrowed glare one afternoon as she tried to pat his shoulder in passing. “Touch me again, and you’ll need to replace that hand.” Cassie snapped back her hand as if he’d burned her and looked as though she didn’t even recognize the person sitting there, though her concern cooled his temper before it could flash boil into another scalding burst of anger. Trev slumped over his book on the table and buried his face in his arms to hide the grimace he made at how bent out of shape he was over a tiny piece of metal. “Meaning… you’ll probably - have to wash it. I’ve worn these same clothes for two days,” he explained with a groan. CC’s former occupation as a therapist was a testament to how she handled confrontation with as much grace as she did. Instead of snapping back, like many would have, she just scoffed in amusement at his transparent excuse and ghosted a light, knowing touch over his head to lightly ruffle his hair. “Please, Langley. You’re a neat freak, but that’s no reason to think you accumulate dirt faster than the rest of us.”

The rest of the study period was a little more bearable for that forgiving attitude, but Trev was even less understanding toward the next person to contact him out of the blue. It was unfair of him to hold it against her for only checking in intermittently (after all, some ties were better than none at all), but at the risk of sounding too harsh, Vivienne Lenore —one of Zion’s founding cornerstones and mother figure to most of those in his immediate circle— would have been better off focusing on her own priorities. She’d only been married a year or so, and (if he wasn’t getting his gossip mixed up) was about to have a baby of her own; there was no way she’d just been sitting around the house wondering about his well-being. Someone must have prompted her to check in with him, and he didn’t need three guesses to peg who it was. “Did Dennis tell you to check in with me?” “I’m overdue for one either way, Trevor. I said I would and I dropped the ball, I’m not about to deny it. After what happened on the fourth, and the way you’ve been behaving the last couple of days, someone had to check in. Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?”

Trev scowled down at the sidewalk and shouldered past a small mob of cadets lingering at the bustling crosswalk, too caught up jabbering to not notice the light was green, and kept the legacy-model cell phone crammed to his ear (if only to stave off the irrational thought this wasn’t a voice in his head making him feel like the crazy human he wasn’t). As tempting as it was to throw up a stop-sign of his own, his answer came out more like a yield. “Without giving you the full story, ma’am, I am- much as I can be, anyway. You want to know anything more than that, I’d rather… talk face to face. If it isn’t too much trouble.” It hadn’t been at the time they’d met, but then again, that had been immediately following the Elysian Outbreak— a reset virus spread through touch between deviant androids, distributed by Cyberlife’s rogue AI, Amanda, that ravaged Zion and nearly destroyed Illuminate’s leadership just days after Boston had been reclaimed. She hadn’t exactly gone out of her way to check in on him after their return from Boston. When she did get around to it, it was only because they had already been making their rounds checking in on survivors. It just so happened he’d been a curiosity on display when she passed by his holding cell. Still, Vivienne did him the courtesy no one else yet had of simply asking about his well being, and offered her emotional support when he admitted to her how confused and terrified he was of everything and everyone. Trev took her beat of hesitance now as an attempt to withdraw from a passing interest in his affairs, something he anticipated from everyone but quietly hoped he’d be wrong about. “But, you know,” he added in the uncomfortable silence, “Trouble does tend to stalk me on a regular basis, no matter how many times I try and throw her off.” “Heh. I see your flair for exaggeration hasn’t changed. It’s no bother, Trevor, just name a time and place. We can plan around your schedule if not mine.” Had he known that reverse psychology would have no effect on Viv, he probably wouldn't have even tried. Instead, she’d thrown the ball right back in his court, and left him standing there feeling like a jackass. Trev’s lip curled in dismay. He really didn’t want to deal with this right now. “I’ll… call you back when I’ve figured it out. I’m a bit... preoccupied these days. Bye.”

The flip phone clamped shut with a sharp clap upon closing, and he huffed in aggravation at his decision to, once again, lie to get out of an uncomfortable situation. Dishonesty might not have been the most flattering trait for a policeman to possess, but there wasn’t any harm in telling half-truths as long as the whole truth came out when the time was right. And it wasn’t really a lie, he was preoccupied. Between studying, waiting, and thinking, Trev had a lot on his plate, and on his mind. Specifically, he couldn’t get Dylan’s words out of his head- about loneliness, and about letting people help; but what nagged at him most wasn’t advice or words of wisdom, it was how he’d related to the pain in his eyes and his unapproachable behavior. It was how he’d gently persisted in spite of all the warning signs and immediately forgave him when he snapped a little harder than appropriate. Fleur was right to equate his words to planting seeds. It was funny how only a few hours in each other's presence had already managed to root themselves so deep into his thoughts. Whether those seeds would sprout flowers or weeds was up for discussion, though. It couldn’t be both. Weeds tended to spread their roots faster, soak up all the water, and choke flowers out; and right now, he could hardly tell the difference. Explaining that to Cassie, Dennis, or Vivienne would only end in them telling him to stop worrying so much. Even though they meant well, they just couldn’t understand the stress that fostered.

He went to bed the second night without the quarter, only to lay there a few futile hours and listen to his thoughts thundering like contenders on a horse track as he fought back the impulse to swap clothes again. There was no way he was going to allow him to have this much influence over his state of mind. The more he relied on his memory, the more entwined he’d become, and the harder he would be to extirpate, and Trevor just couldn’t afford another hole to fill. But his will was weaker than his anxiety, and desperate exhaustion won out in the end. The motion of tugging the shirt down over his head hit like soft hands on his shoulders, and the just-barely-too-small fabric swathed him like the security blanket it was. Trev didn’t even bother to crawl under the covers as he got back into bed; instead, he just curled up against the headboard, pressed his face into the pillow, and listened to his anxious breathing as it smoothed itself out the longer he stayed still and didn’t reach out to catch any of his circling thoughts. As much as he wanted to continue to fret, he knew that rest was more important.

The third day saw a welcome reprieve when Dennis intercepted him at the end of his day just outside his apartment. Even though he was still on duty, he’d made a detour to return the missing token to its distraught owner, in the hope that he’d take a breath and stop acting like such a jerk toward every poor soul he came across. Trev wasn’t surprised to see Lenore leaned against the car cooling his heels when he spotted the ZPD cruiser idling on the corner until he pulled a familiar trinket from his pocket. Trevor lunged for the coin and nearly dropped everything in his arms in the process to retrieve it, but Dennis held firm to it to look his understudy square in the eye and make sure he really heard what he had to say. “Happens again, finding it is on you, understand?” The unspoken half of his comment didn’t need saying, his blue eyes screamed loud and clear. And stop taking your anger out on the rest of us. There’s no need for your hissy fits. “Yes, sir. Thank you.”

Langley dropped his gaze, feeling properly admonished. Launching into any long-winded explanation to justify his bad behavior wouldn’t end well, so he didn’t bother. There was no follow up affirmation, no nod or a pat on the arm. When he looked up Dennis’ stern gaze was still locked on him, but after a few more moments of silence, he wordlessly turned and walked around to the other side of the vehicle while reaching for the radio clipped to his chest. Trevor didn’t linger to listen to his conversation with dispatch. He pushed the door to the lobby open, rushed up the stairs to the second floor, darted into his apartment and slammed the door behind him. The cool metal of the quarter pressed tightly into the palm of his hand had already started to melt away the stress, the same way the false skin of his hand had deactivated on contact at the intense pressure. Two days ago this would have caused a breakdown, but now that he had Spencer’s quarter back, he could forgive the unease the sight caused him. Trev put his book bag on the bed to sit at his desk and study the Philadelphia-minted coin under lamplight. He didn’t detect any lingering soap residue or see new buffs on the finish. The mixed composition of copper and nickel was, as best he could tell, unaltered and the tarnish no more advanced than the last time he had seen it. It didn’t excuse how callously he had been reacting to everyone since he’d misplaced it. Even if most hadn’t bothered to take notice of his not-quite-tantrums, those who did were due an apology, as soon as he could manage. Before he could repay new debts though, there was one he needed to take care of first. It was already pretty late in the day on a Sunday, and he still had to wash them before he returned them. Luckily, he had accumulated enough dirty laundry of his own to mix Dylan’s in with, so he wouldn’t get any weird looks for washing one set of clothing. There was a small laundromat on the ground floor of the building, he could stop by and run a load before class… Which left him one more night with them as they were. Had it been two nights prior, he may have fought the urge to sleep in them again with more conviction, but after his experience the previous night, he opted for an easy sleep without even thinking twice about it.

July 8th, 2041 - 4:06 PM

Mondays were the bane of any workweek, with or without the looming eventuality of seeing the man he’d just spent the last three days trying to forget. It was the beginning, the end of the sacred weekend, the return to the daily grind. It didn’t matter what type of work, any kind of routine nine-to-five occupation boasting full-time hours with a baseline of eight-hour shifts per day, the sentiment was universal. From corporations to retailers to home-grown grocers running their small-time food carts on the sides of a Downtown street, everyone adhered to the hate-Monday mentality like a suburban ritual, one that extended to students returning to school after a couple of days without classes. For Trev, a long weekend of grousing at people who had nothing to do with causing him real distress had just left him feeling sheepish. It wasn’t that he liked being a grumpy misanthrope. His prior persona had been earnest and wide-eyed, only concerned with doing the right thing, but circumstances since had only served to channel him down this path of isolation, something he did and didn’t want. Dylan had shown him that, and continued to needle that want for the next three days, even if he hadn’t been around to do so in person. All of this back and forth, yes and no, hot and cold was starting to get exhausting, more so than usual. Trev had to get his things back where they belonged, then maybe he’d stop thinking about it so much. And he didn’t need his charity any more than he needed anyone telling him they knew what was best for him.

After a tepid round of classes, sparring, and some rudimentary range time, Trev collected the now-clean pants and shirt from his apartment and loitered in the doorway of the building, just out of sight of any curious eyes, as he flagged down the first taxi he found. One hand he kept in his pocket to thumb the quarter intermittently to dull the looming anxiety, a drawstring plastic bag with the borrowed clothing clutched in the other. The ride back to Fair Haven didn’t seem nearly as long and grueling without Dennis in the car to ask questions. He paid little attention to the buildings outside, how they turned smaller and more domestic the further out of the city it went. Community parks turned to patchy stretches of forest, and the less congested the traffic became, the more relaxed he felt. And with the token back in his possession to fight with, he couldn’t work himself into such a frenetic state of mind even if he tried. The automated vehicle took the long route around the property before finding itself barred at the gate. It was an unmanned checkpoint, overseen by a single camera and a microphone built into a small post. It looked more like a terminal to put in an order at a fast-food joint. “Uh... Tre- Trevor Langley, here to see Mr… Dylan Fleur?” The beady red LED above the speaker winked green after half a minute, almost as if the security guards listening from their remote office hadn’t expected anyone to be visiting the delinquent son. To tell the truth, he’d half expected to be denied at the gate, but it sounded like Dylan had left his name on the guest list in the hope that he’d return. So he hadn’t been lying about the open invite, after all.

The gate rolled open and the cab pulled through into the estate's two thousand acre property, fenced in on all sides, and followed the winding path up the cobblestone driveway lined with flowering magnolia trees. Trevor paid his surroundings no mind until he noticed a shabby-looking pickup truck parked off to one side about half a mile from the estate’s centralized mansion, facing the treeline. Two men stood outside leaning against the doors with a set of binoculars in hand, but turned away as the car approached. Clearly, they didn’t want to be recognized. Trev frowned. One glance at their ragged attire, scraggly hair, and unwashed faces, and he could tell they had no business being there. Unless they were groundskeepers, the guard should have known better than to let them in. So how had they managed? And what were they doing way out here, lingering like a couple of vultures? Curiosity got the better of whatever caution he felt. He waved a hand over the dashboard to apply the brake, and the car rolled to a stop as he leaned halfway out the window. “Hey! You boys lost or something?” It was highly unlikely.

Both men jumped up at the sound of his unfamiliar voice, and scrambled into the truck while throwing panicked looks over their shoulders. They clearly hadn’t been expecting to be found, much less called out, which only made his case for him. Trevor heard a bad engine cough four times before it turned over and sputtered black exhaust from under the frame as the tires spun to life in a panic. Rather than take the main exit, they sped for a gap in the trees and disappeared behind the layers of undergrowth, the torn-up grass and unsightly skid marks left over the only evidence they had ever been there. Trev frowned and blinked the short term memory away as he sat down to roll the window back up. Who they were wasn’t yet important, but what they might have been doing on the property at all was troubling. He didn’t need hypersensitive android ability to see they had been up to no good.

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Transform Your Bathroom into a Spa-Like Retreat: Luxury Design Tips

Have you ever dreamt of escaping to a luxurious spa to unwind and relax? Imagine having that indulgent experience right in the comfort of your own home. By transforming your bathroom into a spa-like retreat, you can create a serene and rejuvenating oasis that will enhance your daily routine and provide a blissful escape. In this article, we will explore some expert tips and design ideas to help you achieve a luxury bathroom design in Vancouver, Surrey, or Langley. So, let's dive in and discover how to turn your bathroom into a personal sanctuary.

Understanding the Importance of a Spa-Like Bathroom Retreat

A spa-like bathroom retreat offers more than just a functional space for daily grooming rituals. It provides an opportunity to unwind, relax, and rejuvenate both the body and mind. A well-designed bathroom can enhance your well-being and create a sense of luxury and tranquility within your home. With the right elements and design choices, you can elevate your bathroom to a new level of comfort and sophistication.

Assessing Your Needs and Budget

Before embarking on your bathroom transformation journey, it's crucial to assess your needs and set a realistic budget. Consider the purpose of the space, your lifestyle, and the number of people using the bathroom. Determine what features are essential to you and prioritize your needs accordingly. Simultaneously, establish a budget that aligns with your financial resources. This will help you make informed decisions during the design process and ensure a successful outcome.

Choosing the Right Design Style

To create a cohesive and visually appealing luxury bathroom design, it's important to select the right design style that resonates with your personal taste. Here are three popular design styles to consider:

Contemporary

A contemporary bathroom design focuses on clean lines, minimalist aesthetics, and a sleek, uncluttered appearance. It often incorporates neutral colors, such as whites, grays, and earth tones, along with modern fixtures and fittings. The use of innovative materials and geometric shapes adds a touch of sophistication to this style.

Traditional

If you prefer a timeless and elegant look, a traditional bathroom design might be the perfect choice for you. This style often features ornate detailing, rich wood finishes, and classic fixtures. Warm and inviting colors, such as creams, beiges, and pastels, create a cozy and nostalgic ambiance reminiscent of luxurious spas from the past.

Transitional

A transitional bathroom design strikes a balance between contemporary and traditional styles, combining elements from both worlds. It offers a harmonious blend of classic and modern features, creating a versatile and timeless aesthetic. Neutral color palettes with occasional pops of color, along with clean lines and refined detailing, are characteristic of this style.

Maximizing Space and Functionality

Regardless of the size of your bathroom, maximizing space and functionality is essential for a luxurious design. Consider the following factors when planning the layout:

Layout Considerations

Evaluate the existing layout and identify any potential inefficiencies or limitations. Aim for an open and uncluttered layout that allows for easy movement and access to essential fixtures. Consider the placement of the toilet, vanity, bathtub, and shower to optimize the flow and functionality of the space.

Storage Solutions

Ample storage is crucial for maintaining a clutter-free environment. Incorporate built-in cabinets, floating shelves, or vanity units with sufficient storage space to keep your bathroom organized and visually appealing. Choose high-quality materials and finishes that complement your design style while providing durability and longevity.

Selecting High-Quality Materials and Fixtures

When it comes to luxury bathroom design, selecting high-quality materials and fixtures is of paramount importance. Here are some key areas to focus on:

Flooring

Opt for elegant and durable flooring options such as marble, porcelain tiles, or natural stone. These materials not only enhance the aesthetic appeal of your bathroom but also offer longevity and easy maintenance. Choose textures and finishes that provide a secure grip to prevent slips and falls.

Countertops

Invest in luxurious countertop materials like granite, quartz, or marble to elevate the overall look of your bathroom. These surfaces exude opulence and create a stunning focal point. Consider the practicality and maintenance requirements of each material before making your final decision.

Lighting

Proper lighting can significantly impact the ambiance of your bathroom. Install a combination of task lighting, ambient lighting, and accent lighting to create a layered and inviting atmosphere. Dimmer switches or smart lighting systems allow you to adjust the intensity of the lighting according to your mood and preferences.

Plumbing Fixtures

Choose plumbing fixtures that not only add functionality but also exude luxury and style. High-quality faucets, showerheads, and bathtub fillers in sleek designs and finishes like brushed nickel or chrome can transform your bathroom into a spa-like haven.

Creating a Relaxing Atmosphere

To achieve a spa-like ambiance in your bathroom, it's essential to create a relaxing atmosphere through thoughtful design choices. Consider the following factors:

Color Palette

Select a soothing color palette that promotes relaxation and tranquility. Shades of blues, greens, and neutrals are ideal choices for a spa-inspired bathroom. Introduce these colors through the walls, tiles, and accessories to create a harmonious and serene environment.

Lighting Design

In addition to functional lighting, incorporate soft and warm lighting elements to create a calming atmosphere. Indirect lighting behind mirrors or under floating vanities adds a touch of elegance and creates a gentle glow. Candlelight or dimmable lighting fixtures can further enhance the soothing ambiance.

Incorporating Natural Elements

Bring the outdoors inside by incorporating natural elements in your bathroom design. Use materials like wood, bamboo, or stone to add texture and warmth. Place potted plants or fresh flowers to infuse a sense of nature and serenity into your spa-like retreat.

Adding Luxurious Touches

To truly create a luxury bathroom design, it's essential to add those extra touches that elevate the space to a new level of opulence. Consider the following elements:

Spa-Inspired Bathtubs

Invest in a freestanding bathtub that exudes elegance and relaxation. Choose a style that suits your design preferences, such as a clawfoot tub or a modern, sculptural design. Luxurious features like air jets or whirlpool systems can enhance the spa-like experience.

Walk-in Showers

Design a spacious and luxurious walk-in shower with features like rainfall showerheads, multiple body jets, and built-in seating. Incorporate high-quality materials like frameless glass enclosures and stone or mosaic tiles to create a visually striking focal point.

Heated Floors

Pamper your feet with the ultimate luxury of heated floors. Underfloor heating systems provide warmth and comfort, especially during colder months. Stepping onto a heated floor after a relaxing bath or shower will make you feel like you're in a high-end spa.

Smart Features

Integrate smart technology into your bathroom to enhance convenience and luxury. Install features like voice-activated lighting, temperature-controlled showers, or smart mirrors with built-in TVs or speakers. These innovative additions will elevate your bathroom experience and create a truly modern retreat.

Enhancing the Ambience with Accessories

To complete the spa-like atmosphere, pay attention to the finer details and accessorize thoughtfully. Consider the following:

Towels and Linens

Invest in plush, high-quality towels and bathrobes that provide a luxurious feel. Opt for neutral colors or soothing shades that complement your color scheme. Arrange them neatly on towel racks or open shelves for easy access.

Decorative Items

Add tasteful decorative items that contribute to the overall aesthetic. Choose items like scented candles, decorative trays, or artwork that align with your design style. Avoid clutter and focus on a few carefully selected pieces that enhance the serene atmosphere.

Plants and Greenery

Bring life and freshness to your bathroom by incorporating plants and greenery. Select low-maintenance varieties that thrive in a humid environment, such as ferns or orchids. Not only do plants add visual appeal, but they also purify the air and contribute to a healthier environment.

Maintaining a Spa-Like Bathroom Retreat

Once you have transformed your bathroom into a luxurious retreat, it's essential to maintain its pristine condition. Follow these tips to ensure its longevity and functionality:

Cleaning and Organization Tips

Establish a regular cleaning routine to keep your bathroom sparkling clean. Use appropriate cleaning products for different surfaces and fixtures, ensuring they remain in optimal condition. Maintain an organized space by regularly decluttering and storing items in designated places.

Regular Maintenance

Schedule regular maintenance checks for your plumbing fixtures, electrical systems, and heating elements. This proactive approach will help identify any potential issues early on and prevent costly repairs down the line. It's also advisable to periodically inspect and reseal surfaces like countertops and tiles to maintain their integrity.

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Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

Q: How can I create a spa-like bathroom on a tight budget?

A: Even with a limited budget, you can create a spa-like ambiance by focusing on small details such as lighting, color palette, and accessories. Choose affordable yet stylish fixtures and utilize cost-effective alternatives to high-end materials.

Q: What are some must-have features for a luxury bathroom design?

A: Some must-have features include a freestanding bathtub, a spacious walk-in shower, heated floors, high-quality plumbing fixtures, and smart technology integration.

Q: How can I make my small bathroom feel more luxurious?

A: Opt for light colors, utilize mirrors to create an illusion of space, incorporate clever storage solutions, and choose compact yet stylish fixtures. Also, consider using high-quality materials and adding luxurious touches through accessories and lighting.

Q: Are there any eco-friendly options for a luxury bathroom design?

A: Absolutely! You can choose water-saving fixtures, eco-friendly materials like bamboo or recycled glass, and energy-efficient lighting options. Incorporating natural elements and plants also adds an eco-friendly touch.

Q: Can I achieve a luxury bathroom design without a complete renovation?

A: Yes, you can! By focusing on specific elements like lighting, accessories, and fixtures, you can upgrade the look and feel of your bathroom without a full-scale renovation. Consider refinishing surfaces, replacing hardware, and incorporating luxurious accents.

Conclusion

Transforming your bathroom into a spa-like retreat is an investment in both your home's value and your well-being. By carefully planning the design, selecting high-quality materials and fixtures, and creating a relaxing atmosphere, you can achieve a luxurious and rejuvenating space. Whether you reside in Vancouver, Surrey, or Langley, these design tips will help you create a bathroom that evokes the serenity and indulgence of a luxury spa. So, embark on this journey of transformation and elevate your daily routine to a new level of luxury and relaxation.

Are you ready to turn your bathroom into a tranquil oasis? Look no further than Adept Projects, the leading Bathroom Renovation Contractor in Surrey. With their expertise and attention to detail, they will bring your dream bathroom to life. Visit Adeptprojects.ca today and take the first step towards your own personal spa experience.

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Kitchen Renovation in Langley: Transforming Your Culinary Space

Why Renovate Your Kitchen?

There are many reasons why homeowners choose to renovate their kitchens. Some may be looking to modernize the look and feel, while others need to improve functionality. Outdated appliances, lack of storage, inefficient layouts, and worn-out cabinetry are all common reasons for initiating a renovation. Additionally, kitchen renovations are known to significantly increase the value of your home, making them a smart investment for the future.

A well-executed kitchen renovation can also enhance your daily life. Imagine having a space that not only looks great but works for you, whether it’s more counter space for meal prep, better storage solutions, or smart appliances that make cooking easier. Kitchen Renovation Langley In a town like Langley, where community living and family gatherings are central to everyday life, a functional and attractive kitchen is a true asset.

Key Considerations for a Kitchen Renovation

When planning your kitchen renovation in Langley, there are several factors to consider to ensure the result meets your needs and lifestyle:

Layout and Design: One of the first decisions you'll need to make is how you want your kitchen to be laid out. Do you prefer an open-concept design that flows into the living or dining area, or would you like a more traditional, compartmentalized layout? The kitchen’s layout significantly impacts its functionality, so it’s important to consider how you move and work within the space.

Budget: A kitchen renovation can vary widely in cost, depending on the extent of the changes you want to make. It’s crucial to set a budget early in the process and stick to it. Working with a professional contractor or designer in Langley can help you identify cost-effective ways to achieve your dream kitchen without overspending.

Materials and Finishes: From countertops to cabinetry, the materials you choose will not only affect the look of your kitchen but also its durability and maintenance requirements. In Langley’s climate, where damp winters can lead to wear and tear, choosing materials that are both stylish and durable is essential. Popular options include quartz countertops, which are both stain-resistant and elegant, and hardwood or tile flooring, which can stand up to heavy foot traffic.

Appliances: Upgrading your kitchen appliances is a key aspect of any renovation. Modern appliances are not only more energy-efficient but also smarter, with features like Wi-Fi connectivity and advanced cooking functions. When choosing appliances, consider both their practicality and how they complement the overall design of your kitchen.

Lighting: Good lighting can transform the mood and functionality of your kitchen. Consider a combination of ambient, task, and accent lighting to brighten up workspaces, create a warm atmosphere, and highlight key design features like a beautiful backsplash or a central island.

Hiring a Professional Kitchen Renovation Service in Langley

While DIY projects can be appealing for some aspects of home improvement, a kitchen renovation is often a complex job that requires professional expertise. Bathroom Installation Surrey From plumbing and electrical work to custom cabinetry and design, hiring a qualified contractor in Langley ensures that the job is done safely, efficiently, and to a high standard.

When selecting a renovation service, look for a company with a proven track record in the Langley area. Local professionals will have a deep understanding of the building codes, regulations, and the specific challenges that may arise due to Langley's unique climate. Furthermore, they will be able to offer personalized advice and recommendations based on your specific needs and preferences.

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At DreamCast Renovators, we turn your dreams into reality. As the best Langley General Contractor, we specialize in providing top-notch renovation and construction services tailored to your unique needs. With a commitment to excellence and a passion for craftsmanship, we bring visions to life. Transform your space with our expert renovation services. From kitchen makeovers to bathroom remodels our team of skilled craftsmen ensures every detail exceeds your expectations. Dreaming of a custom-built home? Our experienced team handles everything from design to construction, delivering turnkey solutions for your dream home. We go beyond residential services. Trust us with your commercial projects, and watch as our team transforms your business space into a functional and stylish environment