The morning sun came early and Jane awoke to a mess scattered across her bed. She sat up slowly, sending a stack of notes fluttering away from her in a tizzy. She let out a tiny groan as she crawled over the mess and dropped to the carpet. She stretched with her arms high over her head and glared at the sheets of paper all over her comforter. She got a whiff of herself and groaned again. First a shower, then to organize her work. Jane's shower was quick and she was soon back in her room, tidying up the papers until everything was back in its rightful place. Her stomach had started to growl half way through, but she ignored it until she was done. It almost 9:00am when she'd tucked the last folder into her satchel and stashed her laptop away under her bed. Her favorite diner was still serving breakfast and on Sundays, they had a special on their french toast. Dressing in a pair of black leggings and a lavender colored sweater, she slipped on a pair of flats and grabbed up her bag. Danny's Diner was only a two block walk and the weather was just perfect for a fifteen minute stroll.<br/><br/>The bell over the front door rang as Jane stepped inside and announced her arrival. A woman behind the counter greeted her and told her to please seat herself. Jane moved through the restaurant crowded with the after church rush and found a booth near the back, right next to one of the large windows. A waitress came by to take her order and filled her upturned mug with hot coffee. Beside her sat a rather rambunctious family of seven who laughed and chatted loudly, creating an ache in her temples. She reached for her purse and dug through it for a pair of headphones but came up empty handed.  With a sigh of relief, she watched as her food was brought out and the family got up to pay their bill, leaving their table a sticky wreck. Jane was able to finish her breakfast in solitude and topped it off with another round of coffee. She stared out the window as she thought about Darius Green and their exchange over his music last night. Had she come on a little strong? Was she too rude? Jane bit her lip as she watched a bicyclist peddled by. Maybe she should apologize and try again. She remembered what it was like when she first moved into the building. All of the tenets were leery of her and it took her a long while to gain their trust and respect.<br/><br/>After paying her bill and leaving a tip on the table, she left the diner and headed West up Essex Ave. She passed by a shop selling cellphone accessories and went inside with the hope of finding a new pair of earbuds. As she browsed the selection of brands and options, she was overpowered with the urge to purchase a pair of Darius as a sort of peace offering. She picked out a pair each and paid for them in cash. She made sure to get a receipt in case he didn't like them. At the last corner before her street, she bought a bag of donuts and hurried home. She thought about going right to his door, but thought better of it after checking the time. She'd try later in the afternoon.<br/><br/>It was nearing two in the afternoon when Jane finally gathered her gifts and made her way down the hall to Darius' door. She paused just inches from it and took a deep breath. She wasn't very good at apologies, but she felt he deserved it. As her first rose to meet the wood, she was greeted with a horrifying scream just beyond it. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed as she jumped back in fright. Was that Darius? Is he okay? Jane began to frantically knock at the door, her heart racing in her chest.