While continuing to clean her shirt and hopefully leave this poor girls apartment as soon as possible she listened to her talk about her mischievous cat. “You know, I hate a cat who think they can just do whatever they want.” Aero darted her gaze at the yoga mat tearing feline and flicked her chin, shooing the cat off the mat with a small push of magic and a fluff of its coat. They didn’t much like that. “I like your yoga mat, though. I give credit to those master yogis, that’s some pretty tough stuff.”
Continuously scrubbing at her sweater, the stain was starting to lift, some. It has faded considerably, but not enough to say it was clean. Aero and the twitchy girl behind her stood in silence for maybe a few moments but it was painfully awkward, and started to feel like an eternity. Hearing a small voice behind her she turned her head, “Nice to meet you Stevie, Im Aerona Lloyd, but I go by Aero for everyone who isnt a total hard ass.” She smiled at her in an attempt to not make it as awkward, maybe she failed. She hoped not. “Oh, uh, yeah. I just moved here. Literally, like maybe a few days ago. I need to get my door fixed, though.” Aero gave nervous smile, “I stuck my car keys in my apartment lock, so I’m kind of living out of my car until I somehow fix it.”
“I, uh, I d-don’t hate him… W-we, uh, we just d-don’t get along… He’s, uh, a-a rescue s-so… I l-let him get a-away with it.” Well, that was a lie. Stevie was too nervous to do anything more than sigh at the cat, and “let him get away with it” because she had no other choice. “I, uh, I th-think his name is, uh, f-fairly fitting… Uh, h-he’s called Salem.” When Salem stopped attacking the mat, she blinked in surprise. He’d never done that before. Eyes trained on the indignant cat, she said vaguely, “I, uh... i-it’s for stress relief, m-mostly... I’m d-definitely not a m-master... I’ve actually b-been mostly out of a-action for, uh, a f-few weeks... Uh. I i-injured my shoulder...” Realising that was probably sharing too much, she lapsed into a blushing silence.
Looking down at her feet, she gave a small nod at the girl’s - no, Aero’s - introduction. “I... Uh, I o-only moved here, uh, a f-few months ago...” Giving a rueful half-laugh, Stevie added, “I m-made most of, uh, my f-friends by b-bumping into them... Or, uh, g-getting lost and a-asking for directions... M-maybe this is, uh, a-an opportunity t-to meet new people..? A-although, uh, I’d r-recommend, uh, f-fixing your lock s-sooner rather, uh, than later.” Chewing her lip in thought, she fell silent for a few seconds before asking hopefully, “A-are you, uh, o-on the first floor..? You c-could, uh, maybe climb in through the w-window.”
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