Who: @insainted (Mal)
Where: Mal's Apartment
When: April 23rd
So much was going on the building all of a sudden, the flurry of activity only seeming to stir up her own energy levels, and with that had come a bit over overheating. This was when she'd made the discovery that the big window in their apartment didn't open and desperate for a breeze, her attempts had cracked the frame.
That's when she'd found herself on a mission for the caretaker, which took far longer than she thought it would had had her standing in front of a door at the end of one of the weird third floor apartments. No one had answered there and that whole floor was so creepy. Finally, she was sure she'd found the right place, all the way back up on eight. What an adventure.
Fidgeting in place as she waited for her musical little knock to be answered, she started to speak the moment the door opened even a fraction.
"Oh! Hi, I'm Aspen, you're the caretaker, right? Because... I went down to the office place downstairs and there was no one there but then I asked someone and they said that you don't go down there anymore. So I asked, right, like where you do go? And someone said you were on three, so I went to three but nope not on three and then some tiny girl told me eight. So, here I am! I kind of sorta... I tried to open a window upstairs, you know? One of the big ones and I maybe, kinda, maybe just the teeny tiniest bit... cracked the frame. But it's totally not that bad, and like it'll still open and close if we can get it to open and close, and I would really love it if it opened and closed because just the tiniest draft would be so amazing! Oh, I'm Aspen, did I say that? That I'm Aspen?"
