[Meeting the Landlord] [open to: Apt 14]
Another workday finished, which included a badly prepared lunch and more hours than she really liked dealing with customers with bad taste. It didn't make things the least bit better that the weather was playing a sick game with her. Logically, she'd brought her large winter coat with her to work, seeing as how it was winter.
It'd been 55 degrees out. Riding the bus was complete hell on a normal day, with people smelling of BO and bad body spray pressed too closely whenever the vechile hit a bump. Today the pugnent smell of sweat was added to the mix, as well in the generally insane heat inside the bus. She hadn't been looking forward to what the apartment would feel like.
And now she couldn't find her keys. She'd woken up late that morning and had probably forgotten them somewhere in the kitchen, she reasoned. There was a incessant throbbing in her temple by this time, and in her irritation she just threw down both her bag and her jacket with a growl. Then she proceeded in banging on the door with both fist. "OPEN DOOR NOW!"
Forget quiet. She needed tea. Now.
It'd been 55 degrees out. Riding the bus was complete hell on a normal day, with people smelling of BO and bad body spray pressed too closely whenever the vechile hit a bump. Today the pugnent smell of sweat was added to the mix, as well in the generally insane heat inside the bus. She hadn't been looking forward to what the apartment would feel like.
And now she couldn't find her keys. She'd woken up late that morning and had probably forgotten them somewhere in the kitchen, she reasoned. There was a incessant throbbing in her temple by this time, and in her irritation she just threw down both her bag and her jacket with a growl. Then she proceeded in banging on the door with both fist. "OPEN DOOR NOW!"
Forget quiet. She needed tea. Now.