Oct 25, 2020 12:59:50 GMT -5
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Finally. It took long enough to settle in the city and find an apartment of her own, moving out of the base. Quinn was glad it wasn’t mandatory for officers to stay on base and while she didn’t mind the uncomfortable bunk in her quarters, the kitten she had yet to give a more creative name than cat, had to have a better home than the base. She still wasn’t sure how the heck she got away with it but here she was - still a member of the military.
Quinn pulled up to the building. It was on the other side of the city, far away from her parents. She didn’t tell them about moving back. For now, she refused to do it. There would be a better time to do so. Maybe. Her car was loaded with moving boxes and the carriage with cat inside. It was later than she expected to move in but work duties were holding her hostage for longer than she liked it.
Slipping out of the car she grabbed the cat carriage first, moving it up to the apartment door first before doing anything else. She couldn’t leave him in the car by itself even if it wouldn’t take her long to move her things out. The second trip consisted of a pile of boxes, all gathered in her arms. They weren’t necessarily heavy but made it slightly difficult to see anything in front of her.
Juggling the boxes in front of her she slowly made her way inside the building, inside the elevator, and up to her floor. She didn’t realize how fast the time had passed when suddenly the lights started flickering and eventually turned off. "Great." she huffed, blowing away a strand of hair out of her face. Even more slowly and carefully she stepped further into the hallway. She couldn’t see anything because of the boxes and the darkness wasn’t helping either. At least she was out of the elevator before it lost power with her inside of it.
Nor did she realize the other person in front of her until it was too late and she bumped into them, boxes tumbling down and their contents spilling out. "Gosh! Sorry. I didn’t see you- or anything really." she said before taking out her phone - now that her hands were involuntarily freed of stuff - and turning on the flashlight. "Are you okay?"
Finally. It took long enough to settle in the city and find an apartment of her own, moving out of the base. Quinn was glad it wasn’t mandatory for officers to stay on base and while she didn’t mind the uncomfortable bunk in her quarters, the kitten she had yet to give a more creative name than cat, had to have a better home than the base. She still wasn’t sure how the heck she got away with it but here she was - still a member of the military.
Quinn pulled up to the building. It was on the other side of the city, far away from her parents. She didn’t tell them about moving back. For now, she refused to do it. There would be a better time to do so. Maybe. Her car was loaded with moving boxes and the carriage with cat inside. It was later than she expected to move in but work duties were holding her hostage for longer than she liked it.
Slipping out of the car she grabbed the cat carriage first, moving it up to the apartment door first before doing anything else. She couldn’t leave him in the car by itself even if it wouldn’t take her long to move her things out. The second trip consisted of a pile of boxes, all gathered in her arms. They weren’t necessarily heavy but made it slightly difficult to see anything in front of her.
Juggling the boxes in front of her she slowly made her way inside the building, inside the elevator, and up to her floor. She didn’t realize how fast the time had passed when suddenly the lights started flickering and eventually turned off. "Great." she huffed, blowing away a strand of hair out of her face. Even more slowly and carefully she stepped further into the hallway. She couldn’t see anything because of the boxes and the darkness wasn’t helping either. At least she was out of the elevator before it lost power with her inside of it.
Nor did she realize the other person in front of her until it was too late and she bumped into them, boxes tumbling down and their contents spilling out. "Gosh! Sorry. I didn’t see you- or anything really." she said before taking out her phone - now that her hands were involuntarily freed of stuff - and turning on the flashlight. "Are you okay?"
[attr="class","TAG"]398 WORDS Quinn Delaney
