Deme messily ruffled his fingers through his hair as he unlocked the door to the apartment, turned the knob, and walked in. He pulled the key from the lock as his shoes dragged across the carpet. "Dani?" He was wondering if she was here or not, and what she was doing if she was somewhere inside. He hadn't been gone all that long for his trip to fill up his car's tank at the gas station. But maybe she walked out to run an errand herself. Deme slipped off his worn converse, kicking them to the side and out of the way, walking into the living room area to throw his keys on one of the tables.











