Standing inside her apartment, Kristina just stood there looking at the closed door. She was trying to work out what the hell just happened. She had just opened the door before suddenly kissing her neighbour that she didn't even know on the lips, then shut the door. No explanation for what had happened sprung to mind.<br/><br/>Not that the confused blonde had much time to think. Again came a knocking at the door and the guy's voice easily travelled through the wall and door of the cheap college apartment. Again Kristina found herself turning the handle to open the door. She looked at the guy and casually spoke, but somehow it wasn't exactly a response to what he had said through the door.<br/><br/>"Ah good morning. I'm glad you stopped by actually, I've been meaning to invite you over since I moved in. Just with orientation, then classes starting... I just never really got around to it. It's Kristina by the way, not Kristine. Would you care to come in? I just made coffee," she said then held the door open to allow the guy that she didn't know into her apartment.<br/><br/>It was a good chance that the layout of Kristina's apartment was either a carbon copy or reverse image of Erich's. All the apartments were made like a cookie cutter to save money. A small kitchen joined to a living room right off the entrance. A bathroom and a bedroom. That was all. The underColor carton was still open the table along with the tissue paper and card. She was of course wearing the underwear under her gown.<br/><br/>"Would you mind if I just got you the coffee then quickly got changed?" Kristina asked as she moved the underColor stuff from the table and placed it by the trash can.