(Why do you post your pic every post?)<br/><br/>Nathan had followed her to her apartment, memorizing the number and street, just like he did when he was a kid to other punks that messed with him or seemed weird. When she closed the door, he placed his foot just enough so that it seemingly closed all the way, yet it didn't click to close. When she was gone, Nathan pushed the door silently open and closed it behind him as he entered. "Something ain't right about this chick..." He looked around her apartment and shrugged. "She has a nice place though." He continued to find her until he found her on the couch watching Scrubs. "Didn't that show get canceled like...three years ago?" He thought in his head. He never really watched TV.