Carly Bennett had moved into a new apartment building just a few weeks ago. She had finally decided that enough was enough and she wanted a place of her own. She loved her Grandmother of course, but she was 27 now and she really needed to be off on her own, even though she had lived with the woman since she was five when her parents had died in a house fire. She had saved all her paychecks at the library she had been working at and set out to find a new home. Her Grandmother pointed out that there was an ad in the newspaper for a lease of an apartment over in Pasadena, which was about 30 minutes from where she lived.<br/><br/>So after a couple weeks of moving in, she finally was set up in 2a and had landed a job at a library in Pasadena. It was what she had gone to school for: to be a librarian. She loved being around books and often inhaled the scent of them. Her apartment reflected her love of reading material, with many bookcases around with different types of books on diverse subjects. But what she really loved about the apartment was that it was all hers.<br/><br/>It was a Saturday night around 8pm and Carly was sorting laundry. The library closed at 7 and she figured she would take the time she had off to do some laundry. After grabbing some quarters out of her coin jar, she took a hold of a basket filled with light colored clothes and headed down to the laundry room that she had been in only once after she had first moved in.<br/><br/>Carly was humming quietly to herself when she walked through the doorway and didn't even realize that there was someone else in the room, sorting his laundry into the washer. That was until he turned the washer on and she jumped in surprise at the sudden sound. Her head snapped over to him, no longer humming. He was incredibly tall, very lanky and had short brown hair combed over to one side. His eyes were adverted from hers and she soon realized he was extremely uncomfortable with her watching him.<br/><br/>She raised her eyebrows but said nothing, opening up a washer and placing her clothes inside. When she saw him start to leave from the corner of her eye she hastily spun around. "Hi!" she said but then regretted it after seeing him jump in surprise and turn to face her in horror. Maybe she shouldn't have been so loud and sudden.<br/><br/>She smiled apologetically. "Sorry. I'm Carly, I live in 2a. I haven't met anyone in the building and I figured I would introduce myself," she said awkwardly.<br/><br/>(Planning Thread:l<a class="postlink-local" href="https://creativefreedomrpg.com/viewtopic.php?f=20&amp;t=10616">viewtopic.php?f=20&amp;t=10616</a>l)