Ash quickly dressed and followed Becca out the door and down the hall. The new scent of her roommate lingered in the porch, along with fresh groceries and the musty smell of the hallway she must have brought in when she arrived. Turning the corner, he noticed the gash in the carpet he had made and cursed to himself for not being more careful.<br/><br/>Her roommate, on the other hand, was sitting at the table, leg crossed over a knee and arms crossed. The accusatory sneer on her face made Ash think that he had gotten his friend in trouble with her.<br/><br/>"Good evening." he said, nervously, "I'm Ash." Ash awkwardly held out his hand to shake her's yet he felt her eyes dance all over his body, hoping he had gotten rid of all the fur.