clarinetti
Spectre
"Mm, yes, who would think the little fella can get so big in there? And... we're done stairs, thank god." Sarah sighed in relief as they finally made it to the fourth floor. Directing Angela down the hallway to where her apartment was, she was caught off guard when she found the door slightly ajar and unlocked while the cat sat comfortably on the welcome mat. Even when they were home, the door was never unlocked, let alone left open. Nathan himself made a point to always have it shut because he complained about the noises from the hallway (Even though she couldn't hear anything unless someone happened to walk past their place). What had him in such a rush that he forgot to close the door? These questions swirled in her head, but she pushed them away for the moment.
"That's weird... I can't see why he left the door unlocked." she says, more to herself than Angela, but none the less opens the door fully and sees the two of them in. "You can come in too, if you'd like- Nathan's not here to kick you out." she tells the cat, leaving the door partially open for it as they enter. "Please, sit- you must be sore." she tells Angela as she motions to the couch.
"That's weird... I can't see why he left the door unlocked." she says, more to herself than Angela, but none the less opens the door fully and sees the two of them in. "You can come in too, if you'd like- Nathan's not here to kick you out." she tells the cat, leaving the door partially open for it as they enter. "Please, sit- you must be sore." she tells Angela as she motions to the couch.