#MailProbz (Felicia & April)
"Bills, bills, bills, and oh! A card!" Felicia hadn't been living there long only three or so months but was always happy to receive a card. No doubt someone she had met in travels...or perhaps a burned lover trying to rekindle some romance. She chuckled at herself as she thought of what corny pick up lines they would say in person. She then translated their pathetic attempts into written form, "Wow that would be a real train wreck..." she muttered to herself as she opened the card.
It seemed normal enough, not laced with an explosive, or unknown white powder. Her face quickly dropped as she read the card.
'Hi April!
It's your aunt Marge!
And then the card goes on for two and a half pages. 'Geez Marge, write a book why don't ya!' Thought Felicia to herself as she left out an inflated sigh. "Whelp guess I better pay my neighbor a visit." She quickly checked the lobby directory and found the room and floor for April. "Wow! She is on the floor right above me, what are the odds! And the fancy, fancy suite too!" Felicia softly purred with joy as she wondered if April would have anything expensive or shiny for Felicia to get her claws on.
Riding the elevator up to the floor, which inhabited just April's apartment, Felicia though how she would handle it. She thought an apology would be good and then to act blonde or something for making such a brash mistake. Then once she was in, scope the place out and retreat? In the worst case scenario she will be making an ally...errr friend. Transitioning to more of a civilian lifestyle was definitely something she would have to practice at. "Alright game face, go." She pepped herself up and put on the brightest smile she could muster then a, 'KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.'